Poems from MelGarr
They ask me why I write?
I have to turn and smile.
I write for many things, even the things I kept in denial.
It is not the expression of...
For some reason they like to hold us back.
Even though they seem to have the control, we are probably our strongest.
I've never felt so...
Like a touch upon the heart
He touched my hand.
A feather, caressing my pain within.
I fell apart..
I fell, melting through the tiniest...
I am tired
Of lies.
Tired
Of my disguise.
I’m tired.
I want to be free again;
Free from the heart.
I want to be me again;
Free from...
This silence is strange
It screams a painful sadness for my ears
And this darkness
Is like a cold rush of fear
For today
You, my love
Is...