Poems from 15cfisk

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fighting crohn's disease and depression one poem at a time
it's a Sunday in June and I just want to go home but home is two different places and one, of course, isn't a place at all but the familiar...
sometimes all i can do is stare hard at your empty chest at the space where his name is supposed to be inked forever and wonder how many...
some things are good things but you are every good thing, all at once and i wish you'd hear me when i tell you  how enough you are, how...
Can I touch you like this?Here, where people can see?Is it okay for them to watch this caress?Or should I still jerk my hand away before it...
I learned something new today which I thought I was done doing but with you, I guess anything is possible. I learned that I've been lonely...

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