Poetry

31-Day Poem: Day Twelve

In a Smothering for Inner Peace She bears walls of her own. For that I’m glad, though behind her smile rumbles a storm of sad. I wish to turn away, I truly do, but her ache calls to me in a desperate hue. I wish to turn away; this is what must be. How can… Continue reading 31-Day Poem: Day Twelve

Poetry

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To wait for you to break the glass between. I can’t choose you I can’t choose you Time stops every time you’re in the scene. Within my view Within my view The doubt melts down a hopeless being. My words are few My words are few As dreams set atop an inclined careen. Can it… Continue reading ‘K