Poems from Ajustice2

Wind-like
She sleeps all day and her eyes stay open most of the night because the sun makes everything clear and there's somethings she just doesn't...
The Pen and I
I hide behind metaphors and dark places These last few months have been like hell I've been fighting with every bone in my Body just to...
Fruit
Strange fruit just don't hang no more They rot in streets with gaping holes through them before they even ripen Cut open to be eaten up but...