As the night
"F...
I've found out why I have few friends,
why phones lay quiet in my hands...
I am a child of darkness
pain resides within...
The penned sadness of a poetess
as evident in the threads...
Emotions are volatile
Mobile as peas on a child's plate...
A mother holds her dying child in her mind,
heart and soul...
Take me back to my youth, I am just just 19 years...
The words drop so heavily. "I'm with child" is...
I wanted her to feel sobriety
once again...
This old house is the lines upon your face-
Your smile adorns every angle...
It was an early morning of September 11,
A day i took a deep thought of hell and heaven...
Anchored upon bare terra firmA
Drowned in a place of desolateD...
I spend a lot of time
Sitting listless on this shelf...