Poems from Brianna AM
How could he?
This man who promised her everything, said he loved her, made a vow.
This man who was protected by her, shielded from...
Dry sobs are the worst.
The tears you feel coming
But never let escape.
The repairs for a sick heart
Poisoned by your own stubborn...
I'm out of his league.
I'm too good for him.
They tell me out of pity so I can pretend
That he’s the problem.
He’s crazy.
And selfish.
But...
I don’t feel anger.
Not that simmering rage that slowly grows inside of you,
More and more being poured in every day until you just...
Mama says
“You have no passion. What do you love? What do you like?”
I don’t respond, I hate conflict, don’t want to fight.
But there’d be...