This will be the last poem I write. I'm done with poetry. I'm done with anything I was once was or had. It's time to start over. It's time to forget who and what I was. Because I've begun to hate who I am.
I love the way you crack With such elegant and extraordinar… Splintering on the edges But strong and beautiful in the ce… I love tracing my fingers along yo…
Maybe I really do hate you, as much as I try to convince myself otherwise. Maybe I don’t hate you. Maybe I just hate what you did to me, what you put me through. This feeling of hatred ...
The streets are calling my name Saying, “Girl come and hit it! It’s a feeling that you’ll love!” Don’t you fucking get it? I got reasons to stay away
Dear Mr. Cowboy I ask you a ques… Will you be here for me when I ne… Will you hold my hand on my last b… Will you kiss my lips and whisper… Dear Mr. Cowboy I hope you know…
It’s time for me to go, I need a… After all of the things that I ha… And now to a job with money to pay… For the things that I want, busy… It’s better than home but not quit…
As the wind whispers a hypothermic… I lay on the solid ground And observe the beauty of my froze… The icicles that fall from the bra… No leaves to portray their beauty,…
Thinking back to where I’m from Who I could’ve been When we left were we wrong? What if I should’ve been.. That girl off the streets
Some time is what I need To focus on me. Figure out who I am, Find out who I will be. I don’t ask for long,
I get it, we all know what I have… I’m a hardass with a tough outer-s… It’s because I am broken, missing… All from that day when I fell... I have forgotten what I am, what…
I fear mediocrity. I fear dishonor. I fear disbelief. I fear loss. I have found what can only be desc…
Your hands hover over the small of… While mine slip behind your head Resting on the seat we sit. Sparks fly as our lips meet once m… Volcanoes begin to erupt in my sto…
I walk this road in silence, In fear of what will happen. Wondering when I will be normal Because I’m not normal at all. I ask why I must be like this,
Reliving the pain I had once felt It has brought me to a thought in… How do I ensure that he will be o… If there is a day when I must go… I don’t know what to do
How is it that our prisoners Are better cared for than our home… How come expressing yourself Makes you weird or a freak? How come I can’t tell you you’re…
This is it, My time to change, A chance for new life. I embrace you, my love Arms wide open