Poems from hollynmcdonald
There’s a house for me on sadness street
where the homes are dull and lonely.
Where the gardens don’t grow and the flowers don’t bloom....
I dreamt you up one night,
I made you of lilacs and everything else that
Blooms beautifully.
And i filled you with roses -
Forgetting...
I thought that i could fly - like the birds so high in the sky.
But i never learned how to take flight, letting all the opportunities pass...
hope is elusive,
something hard to find
and hard to have.
but yet we all hope for a better future and a better lover
why?
why get your...
the mighty oppressor,
he digs his serrated fingernails into my veins.
the insufferable pain becomes too much for me
it weighs me down like...