Poems from Cael Adams
I find pieces of myself in the boys I've loved
When they leave I take a tiny piece from them
I still give them an extra piece,
even though...
The soul can tell when it is at home
When it is at peace in a person or place
The soul does not change,
but the home does
People die and...
I am lost to the Elements
My voice is carried away on the wind
My body burning in hell-fire
My mind drowning in the thick, dark sea
My soul...
It's 8:04 AM on a Sunday,
and I'm waking up to Lou Reed and the smell of eggs and toast
I say, "Give me a kiss"
It's quick and short like...
I'm dying from the inside out
I'm losing the battle for inner peace
My sadness is conquering,
and it is getting harder and harder to know...