Poems from Payten Grace
A gentle and kind creature,
Curled up beside me.
A loyal companion,
A best friend.
An innocent being,
Sentient and kind.
With a pure soul...
When we become compliant,
We lose our voice
We agree if we do not speak
A few voices lead the masses
Too scared to speak
Everyone must be...
The routine fuels the lonesome
making it harder to change
this day;
again the same
trudges replace my steps
as a consequence of greying...
No person has your name, your face, your smile
They will never say the same things or
Think the same way
For this you're beautiful
Truly...
As if not to speak,
as if not to breathe.
You babbled on explaining,
a life of your own to share.
If you don't feel it,
it's simply not...