Poems from Megan Collins
As I Suffocate they free me from my hidden state of mind because now they see me and now they know why I suffer I suffer every day with...
5.12.14
Unimaginable graces were bestowed upon her,but they left no tracesImagination captivates her in its'creation. Images, symbols, and...
Crushed under the force of objects that cannot be removed, autonomy cannot be achieved by the helpless Her scars are constant reminders of...
My mind makes me offbeat A singular pattern to seek Blance lost, no longer standing Up in the air never landing Ruined and wrecked No ...
Storming into the Blue I cannot find myself What does good feel like?I am too far gone No one will help meNo one can help meIs this how my...