people turn pale blue
when a guy at the register...
I’m like a grocery’s cart being pushed
around a store...
my baby
splashes smiles...
The bunting now flaps uselessly
In the wind that drove them away...
It's new sheets day
My favourite sleep of the week...
D
R...
Initially I thought I couldn’t survive without...
My lips continually begging for more...
Today I woke up in a sweat
chilling me to my core...
Thinking, thinking...
The clock is ticking...
We seem like capital cities apart...
Everyone seems to be moving on...
My eyes are of poison ivy,
itching 'til I can no longer see...
Discern me no more for you
can't carve my dreams...