Poems from marbear32
People laugh at pain
Like they never felt it
Like they never felt loss
That’s bullshit
We all have.
Rather it was our pen or our minds
We...
Why can’t you see me for exactly who I am?
not a sexualized being but
an artist
with expression that runs
deeper than lust,
not as simply...
Like Maya Angelou,
I rise.
My circumstances beat me down,
my age,
my race
my money,
they all let me down.
But I rise from the ashes of...