Poems from ElizaBetz
To the pavement there falls,
one single drop,
the after effect of love,
that cannot be stopped.
The strength of that pain,
hidden in...
What is it that I'm feeling?
what is this thing inside me?
that's pushing on my happiness
and pulling on my sanity
Is it pain that...
She isn't broken,
but if she were it would be simpler,
because then she could fix herself.
She isn't broken, but bruised,
not cracked,...
Her soul was hungry for change,
but her mind was made up to stay,
so her soul was left to starve,
her mind in a power-hungry craze.
...
To be enough,
Would be enough,
If you would only define enough for me.
I’ve tried it all,
So many masks,
To fit inside your picture-...