Poems from iambrokenvessel
I'm addressing you....you with the sunkissed slightly greenish hazel eyes and cherry blossom blushed cheeks...you with the dark berry skin...
She asked me how do you love
When the person that's suppose to love you forces himself in you...
When "daddy" no longer is a sound for...
We sit there under a lead colored night sky... and realize its here... a 94 day, mirage where tomorrow seems too far away and forever isn'...
Keeping me waiting yes patiencely waiting but at the same cultivating the heart of Satan.. crude visions and heavenly thoughts debating...
Momma said there would be days like this but she didn't quite explain how it would be she didn't explain that my heart would pour out onto...