Poems from shaneheiser

It swims within variety, As if it were an ocean, From sorrow to prosperity, The image and emotion,   When the words make me cry, I know I...
It swims within variety, As if it were an ocean, From sorrow to prosperity, The image and emotion,   When the words make me cry, I know I...
When he was a child, He dreamt of growing older, His mother never smiled, And his father was a smoker, He rushed it by…   Then he was in...
No hopefulness within, The silver and the skin, It kisses like fire, My veins become drier, Relief, kiss my forehead, A break from the...