Poems from dianajohnelle
A natural, universal power came. Controlled by whispers and held back by mist, Cognitive function--needing relief--sometimes the smallest...
She was the bird I picked up from falling down... The insignificance is felt in the light of the blue moon. Alone--feeling lonely--while...
I lost dignity trying to fit a culture's mold, I lost self-respect in my rebellion. Trying to fit the "look," looking foolish in my efforts...