Poems from writemethemoon
I was terrified.
There were demons. They came back to play.
I realized the hectic playgroundthat is my mind was taken over by themas I...
But my dear
I fear
I suffer from
a heart full of
Wanderlust.
I'm the worst person
To make a permenant
home out of.
I was told that without the mane I carriedI wasn’t a lion anymoreJust a sheep.
First of all, correction: I’d be a lioness.And there’s no...
I like to think of you as the ocean sometimes.
I admire and respect you.
I’m left in suspense when it comes to your true depth.
...
Sometimes it seems likeI am Death and you are LifeHow I seek an end,The last word,And all you do is rephrase and renew.
Or if I was...