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Getting comfortable in My Own Sk… Doesn’t mean I have to share it w… No. Getting comfortable in My Skin me… fix his mouth– to tell Me.
Some deep itches just can’t be scr… Buried so deep– refusing the patch… House of cards is poorly stacked. Heels dug in– refusing to react. Taking me places where I belong.
To keep a simple thought straight.… My, would that be great. Yet my mind weaves like a basket. Pull a strand and seal my fate. But I like it.
They all laugh when they hear what… Throwing their shoes. You’re a pity. You’re a fool. Fear of the New and the ruler of… What’s under the surface beginning…
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Bleed me and hang me out to dry. Asked for this I can’t say why. Hard ways– all ways Never knew easy by its name. Reflection in the mirror
My poems tell a story But I post them out of order. All this la di da in my brain– nee… With words– it’s become a hoarder. Or do I have a disorder?
Shall I write something articulat… Could it be profound? Read aloud the ring in my voice Carrying just the right needed sou… What happened to my fears
The air up here is much easier to… Countless battles within– shaking… Tested and tried adding more layer… Losing more slack the more I reac… Saved up all my might to walk away…
If I knew who I was, I would hav… Drug myself through the darkness,… But all I found was more devastat… The wind blows and my house falls… Shallow pools– just as easy to dro…
I don’t live there anymore, so don… Struck out, final bell, last secon… Forced out of my shell, to let my… The beat of the drum, when my life… Am I really truly free?
When will be the day When I’ll know just what to say Have just the right words Without sounding absurd Formulate my script
Waves can come crashing in like a ton of bricks. All my wrongdoings taking back their licks. High walls and swift.
Dancing in the eye of the storm. Wings stretching out past regulate… Fire within begins to take form. Water surrounds maintaining the wa… Not to be consumed lightning flows…
Curious how the sound of you Pulls strings of my Soul I had no idea were there. Heart strings or chords What’s more is more