Poems from GraceKA

Inside the Light
Everything is here, they say Everyday is normal, they say Living inside this Expansive “life” Life is real and life Is there, and finite....
Where Did I Go?
Must I live like this every day? Must I stand on the Broken ground? Must I see what everyone sees? Must I hear my motivation Slip away?...
A Hospitalisation Not Under The Sun
These children, 16 or younger, were flying Down the stream of the hallway On their backs. An interesting first impression. They were...
Society's Path For Me
Must I live like this every day? Does anyone care? Every day, every minute I hear my motivation scream out, but I am still breathing I see...