Poems from ChilliMichelle
Why do I pour?
The pitcher of emotions steadily flowing
into your empty glass,
As I wait for your response from the
taste test of my heart...
Hello? Open your eyes
Do you not see how talented you are?
God-gifted and yet
you still fuck up this far?
Open your mind
Do you not see...
I wanna do something--
where you and I can be one
see your vibes gives the bedpeace that I want
We can do those chill type things
with...
This— translates the heart
pours those emotions you have 2 a.m. in the dark about him
oh why did he do that ishh again?
does he think we...
Wandering through darkness
stress of past, present, and future
carried by her wings of grief
sorrow and sacrifice
she rests on what...