Poems from chris610b
he/him pronouns. 19 y/o. I've been writing poetry for a while now. Sometimes the poems come out alright.
Like the loose little coins that jingle around in my pocket.
Thoughts tumble around inside my head.
I am not the person I was a year ago...
My phone vibrates.
New message!
I open up the conversation, where my boyfriend of two years has sent me a message.
“Hey” it reads. “Can...
It's been 2 years, 8 months, 25 days since i felt your hands
Since your hands were on my hips.
I can still feel them.
I can still feel...
When my emotions came back, they didn't come back all at once.
As someone who struggled with depression for 4 years, i had forgotten what...
It's been one month since I was standing here last.
With this wonderful man hosting.
And a beautiful partner in the audience.
I had...