Poems from krose_7411
I lie
Restless
Surrounded by a pitch black world of bird cries that squeak and creak through these paper thin walls.
Sweat coats the inside...
I'm sick and fed up with this corner store love.
Relationships aren't meant to be worn like gloves.
I stay in your palm when the timing is...
I write because I'm angry
I write because I'm sad
I write to talk anout the things
I do and do not have
I write when I am lonely
I write...
Remember the days when we were younger?
Before cars and gas money and bills
And work.
Remember the days when we were fearless?
I was the...
Sing to me, Mama, so that I may hear My own sweet lullaby softly in my ear. Sing to me, Mama, so that I may smell the file gumbo that...