by Poet on the Piano Nov 22, 2014
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
The library door is creaked open, for you. |
I cannot for the life of me find the words, to describe the feelings that this poem brings. Your way with words has always left me breathless. |
by BlueJay
This piece feels like something you'd write to parents or maybe a roommate of some sort, either way I know what these shoes feel like - actually you have perfect timing for it. |
by Baby Rainbow
I don't want the word I associate with myself being repeated, "who ever called you that?" |