If you make room for me,
I'll live...
This is what I remember.
My phone lights up...
She was never one for churches;
the incense smells, clanging bells...
Broken, empty, bruised and battered
Gone away has all that mattered...
Gone Is My Hero
My heart is broken in two...
I was never good at this...
saying words I can't feel...
29-5-16
his grief was too much...
The cruelest thing is losing someone so young.
I could've borne to see you grow old...
There is a child for whom I care
Though no true blood of mine...
This next poem was written 4 months later, sadly...
Take a deep breath...
Forgive me, beloved for...
Forgive me for my hunger...
Shooting
Stars burn their tears...