Poems from 18mec01
I'm sorry, baby
I'm sorry you had to fall
and witness my own self
I'm sorry you had to meet
a broken mess like me
I'm sorry you shouldn't...
dear lady
I was the toy you pushed around,
the broken gift you got.
I should never have been found,
I'm sorry I was brought.
you never...
dear girl
I know it's hard to remember sometimes
those days you should be shining
you lie in bed and hate most times
you're laid in that...
don't you remember crawling back in
holding mama's hand in your too-big twin.
blankets and bears, the lights turned dim
the shadows that...
soft breaths on the chill morn'
clouds of dust,
unspoken words and silent desires
drift away from the thinker
does not fade, just spreads...