Of every Season
Like a soft wave...
You hear so often:
"this too shall pass."...
Prophets are beautiful outside
And dirty inside...
The rain is angry,
It turns a deaf ear...
Racing thoughts rush through my mind
as fast as wind travels through the blades of a...
Her eyes were blue-
I knew this from the pain...
Fix me
Turbulent youth, is what i had...
You held my tears in your hands,
and tipped my chin upward to meet your eyes...
The part of me that is falling apart
doesn't like to meet with...
Fair words spring to life,
Running without direction...
Show of hands
who believes they'll make it to 21...
I'm cutting up roses into petals of truth,
then...