She spews insanity,
fragmented words...
I'm nearly sure that I live within those
heavy rhythms, the beats unknown that yet...
You stitched words and paved
lines with your silence. Took one...
You lay there
all helpless and naked...
I'm too damaged to watch
storms pour sugar onto their...
A soul or two in my behest,
I try to conjure up the rest...
It's a pretty adamant statement to say,
I am not a coffee drinker, nor ever will be...
I realized, that poetry
is not my mother-tongue...
At the age of seventeen, I justified
my thoughts as opium...
Waterfalls gushing
sounds relaxing, except when...
The air was okay that morning,
I wore my best pants...
I have always believed depression lived
within ebony clouds beneath my eyes...