Poems from Ravyn LaRue
I’ve had a titch of a crush on you since Freshman Year
Perfectly harmless and perfectly dumb
I think as a Freshmen I just needed someone...
I keep dreaming that you aren’t dead
I suppose it must mean something
It wouldn’t be reoccurring if it weren’t important
But why would my...
I wish that I could keep my promises-
And somehow become a decent functioning being-
As I should be.
But I am an Artist.
Oh God!
There are things I know far too well
Like the smells of funerals and cheap hotels
That ache in your soul when you know something’s wrong...
I used to look forward to every friday
I didn’t have school
And I could be with you
You’d take me to run errands with you
But that didn’t...