I was in love with a boy, with a kid who was working on becoming a man. He acted, dressed, and looked like one, but he was a boy as I was a girl, waiting to become a woman. Although, before I could be...
What am I? Who am I?
What will I be? Somewhere there are others
who are thinking, acting, feeling—like me. Twisting and turning in the tyrannically terrible turmoil of the day-to-day, not wanting thin...
I am a slave to the night.
A third degree I have bared for so many years praying,
to whomever is supposed to hear,
for one evening of peaceful slumber and a still mind.
But for this nocturnal consciou...
Is it just me? Or am I trippin'? I just don't know what to feel anymore. I don't know how to feel anymore.
And that scares me. Cause I have a someone, someone fighting for me. Because this kid does ev...
Alone I am fierce and valiant in my own ways and nothing can move me from where I stand.
I am brave and independent. I am stronger than those whom I see.
But, alas, in your presence I am but a small s...
two of three
the day was divine,
but night kicked my ass.
sore throat too.
and I’m thinking about you.
emotion depletes life comes ...
I sometimes wonder about you,
Think about you,
Even see you in my dreams,
I see things that remind me of you,
So I talk about you,
Ask questions about you,
Because I miss you.
Feelings all ...