Poems from Brianna A. Ward
They say patience is a virtue
To master it is to attain the highest form of integrity
Turn heads and break hearts with your chastity
Rest...
To my first love
Know that I find words on broken lips, caresses in crooked teeth, sweet nothings on fishing rod tongues
Crushes on Rudy...
I wish that I could love you the way that you will some day love me.
That sounds a bit shallow but the depth is for you to fall into
My...
The men in my life are merging into one.
A nameless ball of fumbling emotions all searching for an unachievable unavailable finish line.
A...
Depression is dangerous.
Its that thin line between love and hate.
Its the halfway of the dead and the living.
It kills.
And provides life...