Poems from Piere

No words, no feelings, no emotions. No drive to do much of anything. My heart seems to have exited my body, the day that you left my life....
Pale lights illuminate the outstretched road leading home. Desolate and sombre, the melancholy it evokes, of course, when accompanied by...
If I were to die soon: to the person beside my body. Someone, save the sadness in my eyes in a small glass bottle. Fill it up with sea...
Oh the heat, The suffocating heat, I writhe with it. The overwhelming irrit-ab-ility, I relish it! This ragefilled passion burns, I am...
Turn dark bright moon, your light has shon, time has passed, but not moved on, the cruelties unto you bestowed, oh maiden, mother and crone...