Poems from phoebees
I just wanna be a mister Rodgers type
Brighten up your life let you know know it's all Alright i just want to be a mister Rodgers type...
Who wants to be pure "again" that ish is dumb I want to be pure from the jump
Want the absolution of non-existence .
All the peace, no...
It's okay when I'm away I'm okay when I'm away
the calm convinces me that the things you did to me weren't that bad
That the way I felt was...
I wish you said goodbye
So then I could just cry and get it over with
So I could stay start a fire,burn it down and the soot and ash could...
She takes deep breaths speaking calm into herself
ONE, I am safe
Slowing the pace of a heart that has marathoned itself
TWO, I am here...