A roadblock to my brain a dagger to my throat. I cant explain this pain that's why I wrote this poem. For you. Only you. I'm waving you through like the ocean waves goodbye. A silent memory grew and a loud memory died.
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Thought
A soaring heart beats on a distressed soul.
seven word story
The night evaporated along with her self-esteem.
Bad Choices for the Neighbor
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com Her heart pounded as she fell to her knees trying to catch her breath. "Please don't leave me" she begged. She had just gotten caught by her boyfriend that she was texting another guy and trying to meet up with him. "I promise nobody else is going, it is just… Continue reading Bad Choices for the Neighbor
Swim
I lap in clear water Im used to the red. A life jacket A noodle Something to save my dying soul From drowning in my own blood. No razor Just a chunk of the earths water Shoved into a little hole For people like us to use and enjoy. Its magical being swifted through such… Continue reading Swim
Misunderstood InSaNiTy 