Waking and Aching
There’s an emptiness that cannot be filled And not to mention, Those visions you sometimes have, When you have everything you want. We were standing in a doctor’s office And…
The Calmness of Your Arms
Nothing I write will ever be as beautiful As you. As peaceful as you. Wise as you. I lay under my blanket and transport myself To a time when you…
Inadequate
Feelings of inadequacy are a delicacy That make you unaware others don’t share Your specific tastes. So you label it awkwardness or Peculiarness or a free spirit. You claim that…