should have known better
fruit is always the sweetest
right before it rots
should have known better
fruit is always the sweetest
right before it rots
I felt seen by you.
Sadly, I failed to notice
Just how blind you were.
I miss your friendship
So much more than your presence
Next to me in bed.
i dare not reach out
though the temptation extreme
this resolve pains me
Her cries to the sky
Agonizing against
The aching goodbye
Shattered Fragments Of
The Person I Used To Be
Love Isn’t Easy
When The Beaten Horse
Cannot Stand, Thrashing It More
Will Not Do The Trick
He, Burning With Rage
Flames Fly Forth, She is Scorched Earth
Ash Wisping Away
My Life Currently
Much Like A Leaking Pen, A
Mess Everywhere
Sad old love letters
reminders of the past hopes
Of a lonely soul