Poems from Herma
They gave us a number
And told us that it was who we were
They gave us a number
And it ate us whole
They gave us a number
And told us we...
And I seem to be stuck
I cannot seem to move
The atmosphere of this place surrounds me
The people, they don’t seem to care
They are just...
The mountains surround me.
They hold my tears, pain and fears.
The mountains wrap around me.
They make me feel safe, happy and eager.
The...
When the night turns cold
And you’re looking for a hand to hold
When the street lights shine their brightest
And you’re trying your...
The crevices of my soul
Are left untouched by the purest of men.
They do not craft me, I craft myself.
A pretty picture I paint to the...