Some shores are best unkempt
Intricate glass carvings and glass...
When sadness knocks
I don't want to talk...
All day it rained.
There was no destination...
I stifle my scream
Turn pain to Peaches and Cream...
This grief is told of yonder meadows green
how far - as they appear from crater deep...
They said I was born as a teardrop
to evade your grasp...
30 May 2018
6:17pm...
I know you'll never say it:
those dreaded words, "Me too...
You know, you really do give me strength
in your fractured fragility...
I lied in bed all morning,
thinking about all the things...
My head falls back-
through a cloud...
Once the jasmines grow in my heart,
my dying soul won't rip apart...