Poems from rjenig
I hold right in my handMy future and my fateI pray my hurt will heal fast And end now all my hateHow could they not realize My pain and my...
Murky and cloudedIs the state of my beingHeld at the bottomAway from clear thinking
These shackles and weightsConfine me belowTo watch...
I hate how the word hopeimpersonates a pleasant state of being
How it whispers wishful whimpers
Soft promises to keep my heart beating
As...