Poems from amberenurse
My soul has been closed and hardened
by the weariness of the world so that
no one is allowed in.
Grass has grown through the cracks
of my...
Dreary, Dreary, Dreary
He whispers, softly in my ear
I'm wondering now if he really meant for me to hear.
Dreary, Dreary, Dreary
My weary...
You'll never understand
What you did
People like to plant gardens in my heart
They'll scatter seeds across my soul like
Rice after a...
I am strong-
I mutter this chant incessantly through my head and
I wonder now if I will ever be able to bear the burden of my own...
It echoes through my mind
and feels glossy, shimmering
as if it were a woodland fairy;
with wings beating up and down in a
steady rhythm,...