Poems from PsychoticRanting
I'm stuck, you see. Stuck inside this mind, this body,this life.
If only a way to go back in time and find myself in the sandbox. To find...
will always bring my mind back to you- to the endless lovemaking and the empty bottles of tequila.
Lemon
will always be sweet to me,...
I get the same question:
"What do YOU do for a living, Ivy?"
God, it's such a difficult question to answer.
I'm something between a...
Octave.
Sharp.
Flat.
Key.
Melody.
Tempo.
I get lost here.
Eyes closed, my hands fly over the keys.
Mistakes here and there.
Boring to...
The beautiful people are not the ones in magazines, portrayed through an acting role, or the "Instagram Hotties".
The beautiful people are...