Poems from breannarath
The one thing I used to fear
Is that I will no longer be able to write
beautifully,
because I no longer feel
deep and scary things.
you...
Last night I sat down
And I almost began to write the letters.
I’m not sure why,
As I’ve never made even the slightest action
On the...
For so long,
I thought it was fear
Clinging so tightly to me.
In everything I did,
I had a thought in the back of my mind,
Constantly...
Dear Drew,
I wish I could explain to you the things
I can’t explain to you
But I can’t,
Because I can’t explain them to myself.
And I...
What a failure you are
To be proud of
How well
you’ve kept
Your innocence
Just to ruin it all
On a night
Drowning in booze
And loud...