I was a third grader when the school psychologist...
I remember now the sky of Damascus, in 2013...
Upon waking up,
I see sunshine rays shining through closed...
I write,
fill my days with verses...
don't talk
don't scratch the surface...
I lead a life of grief and pain,
Wherein I have nothing to gain...
California is burning
California is burning...
When your blankets refuse to warm you up
and your pillow stops letting you hug it tight...
for every lie,
I place a pillow between us...
The hollowing out has
started; there's nowhere...
Vision
What's in a vision...
With heavy heart
and empty soul...
When you wake up on the 25th
I should've been there. I wish I...