Who Are You Mad At?
I realize now, Years later, I was never angry at the things I eventually blew up at. It was never the missteps that others took, It was never the long…
Poems
Apologies
I'm sorry for forcing myself back in, The problem is I'm broken, And I've tried hard to fix those parts, But that didn't happen until after we met. I see…
Stuck
I have remained stuck in my head. It started as a coping mechanism when I was young, When things got to be too much. Too much yelling, And too much…