Poems from c3p14159
Walls aren’t enough for me. They’re too easy to scratch up, too easy to break down.
I need a roof for these walls. The roof will surely...
I lay wrapped, shrouded in my blanket of darkness.
No, not of depression or sadness, but evil.
I cannot shake this, it clings to me,...
Seamus Heaney wrote of his admiration for his family,
they are determined people- something Seamus wants to be.
He knew he couldn't compete...
I don't know, really.
All these questions seem silly;
school, debt, life, a home, retirement-
these questions seem like a punishment
for...