Poems from tinamarie
Losing him feels like
a thousand days' rain.
A weathered heart
pumping rusty blood
through iron veins.
When he's gone
a patinated pulse
is...
Conflicted
about whether to
try and maintain friends
or to
not make an effort at all
Conflicted
about whether to
get out of bed
or to...
I’m mental.
I’m losing what’s left of my rapidly
deteriorating mind.
Its hard to understand a basket
case.
No one really does.
Not even...
All these crazy things,
They take me somewhere else.
Engulfing me in darkness,
Where sins and sorrows dwell.
All touch is lost from the...
She’s a pretty little angel,
But that’s only just a show.
Her heart hurts more
Than you'll ever know.
Theres a smile on her face,
And shes...