Here we are all trapped in single file
stuck in line at the grocery aisle...
A small glimmer of hope
Rings on the surface...
Deep dark sensations caressed my timid lips
as the aroma of wild cocoa beans drenched me in...
We want to have the faith
To have things the way we want them to be...
Today, I'll write just to write like I often do
with my eyes close and my fingers on the keyboard...
Like images held in an hourglass,
each night I sleep in a capsule of time...
Men are idiots!
We don't need them any ways...
Heart broken and wrecked,
esteem torn and reduced to sadness...
You were a first world passport
I was a third world country...
Today I woke up happy
Yesterday I didn't get sad...
Friends
Honest, cheerful...
After such a secret is off my chest
Why is sleep still hard to find...