Poems from Jonathan J.
The world, devoid of hope, ripe with aches of every kind.
All the afflictions for a growing child; body, soul, and mind.
Rich in anger,...
A murmuring heart, on its own.
From the start, feeling alone.
A pounding heart, not far away,
Even torn apart; love that does not sway.
...
From any and all who can see
as I see,
From most definitely me; my
furthest, darkest recesses
buried deep.
To they who worship at the...
Now it is time for a sleeping spell.
Blessed sleep, come and my cognizance quell.
I shall lie and await.
I shall quietly hate.
These...
So many times I counted on you
Times only you could help me though
Reasons unexplained; you gave no aid to me
Every single day now, you...