Poem 99

” i “ ican hear the words,promises madeto me from you. ican see your unfailing effortbeyond mistakesof your everyday. ican smell the fragrantbouquets of flowersyou freshly picked. ican taste the bittersweetof your dailygood mornings and good nights. i love you.Basically. since © 2017

Poem 98

this is 25. i flatter myself some days, build my confidence with “i love you’s” said by a beautiful reflection. i have scratches, cuts, bruises, and wounds which never disappearsbut i am new, each and every day.twenty and a five,they mean very little to othersbut to me, it was a goal.i crash and i burnand am …

Poem 96

An Unusual Confession sometimes, i find myself plopping down on the floor, completely consumed with cravings ready to bite off the head of the nearest creature, it being my brother who sits innocently at the kitchen bar i’m not into niceties, especially on days my hand reaches for chocolate, even when my motto is all about …

Poem 95

glimmer she could hear the ticking of the clockfor the end of her time. she used to be mine. where the razor lay dormant for a possible tomorrowif only for a short momentshe could see herself long enoughto have a tomorrow she’ll carve herself, until everyone’s satisfied with the image of herthey’ve made for themselves,even …

Poem 91

The Way We Love I guessI’m notreligious.I’m spiritual. I don’tnecessarilybelievein the creations of man,describingmy religionbut I believethere isa higher being. I believethat He watchesover me. I alsobelievein fortune telling,ghosts,and all thatsort. Though,I don’t thinkbelief in thosemeanI’m beingdisrespectfulto my God. I just believethatHe has all sorts of waysto communicatewith me. I don’t think that’s wrong…And if …