Shall I leave the candle unlit and walk away?
If I wasn't taught of clemency dwelling...
They say
that in life...
Take me back to the days when our world was on...
When everything felt new, and all your words could...
The memories of you
Are engraved within my heart...
This is a poem about the dangers of prostitution...
Sitting alone listening to the emptiness in my...
He use to make me laugh so hard.
I would hold him when I'd cry...
Curled up upon comfy purple
sheets, listening to the rain's...
I cry myself to sleep
I curl in a ball and breathe...
He stumbles through the door, liquor bottle...
Wishing his pain would end, but no one could ever...
Floating high in the clouds above,
A woman watches, eyes filled with love...
The Waiting
Empty days like this...
I was always so strong
when you were around...