Poems from baileywrites7

I had a dream like prophecy and I am an angel losing faith.  
It feels as if my night was centered around boys I.                    The Heartbreaker grinding on her the way her hands grabbed at his...
“It’s not depression,” she assures me on the phone as she worries to me about her boyfriend. “It’s worse. It’s… consuming him.”   I want...
And sadness can change you. It’s changing me in the same way that the ocean changes the shore and the way that the kiss of rain changes...