Poems from jsixel
The stories of our lives
are all broken -
our paths are crooked,
a tree has fallen,
the ruts and dips catch us -
no sign of caution.
We...
I find my worth
In worthless things
That have no hope, no home.
I look to the world
To find what makes me
Who I Am.
I look to who the world...
The night you left us here on earth
You didn’t tell us you’d be going,
There was no goodbye kiss
No time to tell you what you’d miss.
You...
But I do
It’s true
It’s hard for me to love myself
After all Society asks-
pretty
gorgeous
a goddess.
I’m beautiful
I know
In no way, shape...
Grandpas are for brightening up the world. they are for
Random bursts of laughter and random bursts of joy. they
Are for rough hugs and...