Poems about Animals
Sadly, your existence ended eighteen months ago.On July 11, 2020, you would have no tomorrow.
The Essence Of A Poem
You Will Come Again
Let Every Day Be Valentine's Day
Drinking the Abstract Of Death
Bones creak as I riseTo dim gray morning light.Stumbling across the floorCrimson life from my lip takes flight.
I don't know how to explain how I feel because when I don't feel clean I don't feel like I matter so all the words that you say to make y
“The first week out , anytime someone would touch me I flinched, jumped but NEVER tried to run .