Poems from Nicoleaf
Grandfather,
If I can call you that,
Would you have loved me as a child of your child?
That is what I am.
You left my mother so many...
This thing, is breaking me apart,
But it keeps me breathing,
Even though my heart is bleeding,
It over comes me from the inside out,
...
I long to wrap my aching arms around you,
I can still taste the melted vanilla lipgloss you so carefully applied to my trembling lips
You...
Fear of being myself.
Fear of being someone else.
Fear of rejection.
Fear of my brother and his harsh words that harden my heart.
Fear of...
My lips are blue,
The color of skies and sadness.
But nothing can rid me of this hue,
Or save me from the madness.
My hands are numb,...