Poems from Cael Adams

young mediocre poet
Sun
Anxiety is all the colors known to man, all at once It is a constant, uneven drum, Along with a faint screaming, All in a tight quarter The...
I would have built cathedrals and sculptures in your honor I would have made beautiful artworks for you everyday, but you chose another...
Some of us don't have the luxury of knowing exactly who we are since birth Some of us struggle day by day, Trying to figure it out But I...
As far back as I could remember, I always wanted to be an adult The adults would always say, "You're only just a child, you won't...
Love is overrated, I want nothing to do with it Yet it is the thing I crave most, as a means to conquer my sad disposition Or so I would...

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