I carry shame
like a beloved companion...
They think I am weird
I live my life different from theirs...
There is a hidden darkness
in the middle of the sun...
I have not created this emptiness
Tidal waves of broken promises and second chances...
A note escaped the violin
to forever wander...
I would like to talk to someone,
not on any topic...
Here it sits inside of me
Eating at my sanity...
I
waited till...
I can’t live in this world,
Nothing but violence and fear...
Paint chips fall gracefully
like a freshly, fallen snow...
She fell from Grace, or so they said
a million and one times over...
Where are you now? (A poem about Dementia)
I’ve tried to find out where you go, when you...