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...