Poems from spookydad
my mother acts as if i hung the moon
but she can't help but criticize the way that it droops in the sky
she tells me i am just like her...
you are not my first love, for i have loved before.
sometimes i wish it were not true, for then i would be able to hold you higher due to...
i spend so much time reaching for connections that have been severed on the other end
i am so terribly lonely that i would rather deal...
you don't love me like the others, and i don't mean that in the way that they usually do.i can tell by the way you comb through my hair...
being without you this past month has opened my eyes to all that i wasn't getting. i was not recieving love or care, nor lust or passion of...