The poem I wrote for you - the words I never said So you asked me what I’d write about you You’d want to know what the words would s[...]
The poem I wrote for you - the words I never said So you asked me what I’d write about you You’d want to know what the words would s[...]
I finally got the courage to publish my first spoken words poetry. The words and voice belong to me, but the music does not. I wrote this[...]
Dear you, You found me when I was finding myself. You chose me at a time I wasn't sure I should choose me. Not sure of the many things I[...]
Stranger, the one born in May With dark hair like they led a pride Yea, that stranger with eyes shot red from all the dance trees trigger.[...]
This is the last letter I wrote to you, the one before I burned the bridge, these bridges we've walked over too many times. Patching and men[...]
You could find me on a Saturday night. Find me daring time and all the forces I can't understand, wielding this blunt knife, the same one th[...]
Last night I dreamt of you, not the usual fairy good tale that strolls into reality, bringing a smile with it or the warm feeling that descr[...]
Curious eyes that hurt no one, staring like they'd discover the next secret within. Finding all the lines that couldn't ever be straight—r[...]
Let's be 22 again so you can call me and ask what we are?. Let's go back less than five years so I can say I want you now. Let's be 22 agai[...]
Should I write this one? It's late now, and my pen already did the magic. I have contemplated this one for so long, but right now, I know so[...]