Poems from touchthesun-
The sky was black and gloomy,
clouds drifting in and out of my line of sight from the window pane.
The rain would come soon, nothing for...
A Tribute to My Mother || Written 2 Years Ago
You have painted flowers on my spine
Twisted your love into my ribcage
Shattered my aching...
Don’t start calling me ‘your’ anything, you were slime and toxic waste slammed into the back of my throat. You don’t deserve the space in...
Maybe is a word used often in all my thoughts but we were never a maybe, we were written in polished marble, carved into stone. They will...
A poem to you, a poem I dreamt, a poem you made true.
1. Glistening skin, sweet, lovely hearts tattooed to shoulders and emblazed with our...