The Voice
I spent the last few weeks in a haze. I stopped caring about progress and routine. All I wanted was to feel the pain that had built up And I…
Chosen
The reason that I go after people who won’t choose me, Is due to never choosing myself. I don’t see the person that others view; I never have. The failures…
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…