Shall I hail the rising ray
Or overflow my cup with tears of joy...
Cutting contact, moving on,
Still questioning if I was in the wrong...
Despise
Realize...
So death comes…
Yeah… that happens… but we’ll live...
If I was a man,
I'll be mother's favorite...
Never Compete
with Artificial intelligence...
One day the sun is bright and the birds are...
Not often I get to let my hair down,
But then I ain't got much to touch...
You, Debbie set aside your life
You took on a responsibility...
Down the stairs, cold smooth tile felt under my...
as I eagerly waved my hand back and forth...
Streaming along the hems are tiny hands of endless...
Weary eyes see what music these touches her lonely...
Every single poem I've ever written for you
Tells of the giant hole that was left in my heart...