I can hear your airless call,
Sprawly in fall...
I see the scar.
From afar...
I have written fifty five poems
In a little over a year...
Reveal to me your wounds so that
I can apply my lips like salve...
Abuse comes in many types
verbally is mostly how he gripes...
A blend of wisdom
intelligence and logic...
Absorbing
words through my eyes...
Lavish curtains swirl around my silhouette
Red against black...
Cheer up my friend, why doth thou sulk,
These hours of dullness wilt come to pass...
When life gives u lemons make lemonade
when life gives you drama what do you do...
Its been quite sometime since you"ve left.
Time has changed, but your name in my heart ive...
My world it seems
so dark and gloom...