Poems from jesusfreak6256
I ripped myself apart for you and called it love.
I was homesick for places; now I'm homesick for you.
They’re telling me it’s beautiful. I believe them, but will I ever know the world behind my wall?
The first four notes of that song and I’...
She looks in the mirror and paints her face because a painted smile is easier than a plastic one and makeup is cheaper than a surgeon. She...
I’m sitting on a piano bench in an orange ruffly top while my mother freezes the moment on film. I move to an ugly green chair under...