Poems from Tabsummesr14
Love is nothing more but a hoax.
It is something that exists only to give
Us hope in one another to ease our pain.
In that short span of...
Simple things become simple problems.
Soon, no one cares about the spilled coffee
On their fresh and clean camo uniform
That covers and...
Bulimia.
A sickness created by one's thoughts and perceptions.
Something that destroys the body with every bite.
She tries to fight off...
One thousand pieces spread across the table;
Completely overwhelmed with where to start.
At first look, they blend among the others,
But...
I unlock and open my front door,
Throw my shirt and bra on the floor,
Replace my pants with pajama shorts,
Slip into one of my oversized t-...