Lacing stitches in delicate fashion,
I wrapped my cry in a tea stained...
Life gave many reasons to cherish
Painful memories which never perish...
There was a chill in the room when I came to...
I had answered my own question...
Boiling rage
Hidden within...
Your eyelids are the color of winter
morns where aghast clouds blush the faintest...
I can't elaborate my feelings; music articulates,
The wind takes my spirit and rejuvenates...
I'm nowhere close to being a woman, yet.
Though I'm less than a year away from the correct...
I was born a yellow sunflower
with petals which should have grown...
I have rage.... I smother
Hate .....I try to forget...
The crisp white blanket
refracts the moonlight, the earth...
You dont know me
i dont know you...
...