Poems from Bethany Washington
if this is the only way to see youi will do itif the only way to see youis to hurt youi will do itif the only way to feel your skin upon...
Dressed but aloof
I count the hours
The heels of my boots tapping
The hours seem so trapping
Standing tall
But feeling
small
My leaves...
I couldn't sleep last night.The room was much too quiet.I could hear my blood pumpingI couldn't sleep last night.The room was much too dark...
The snow's an inch above my knee But i am warm if you tell me to beMy toes are black and bluenot that those colors are new to you You're...