Poems from jacidoncoes
A: Aspire to be a giver. A giver of love, a giver of good vibes, and a giver of strength.
B: Be the change you wish to see in the world.
C...
August 14, 2045
Dear you…
You will no longer see me,
Or care about me.
I will no longer be the stranger,
That’s being kissed by the...
Anxiety.
Noun.
Is thought to be worrying.
About everything.
All of the time.
Depression.
Noun.
Is thought to be sadness.
But...
In...
My grandpa is an orchestra.
Composed of many different pieces,
That all support each other...
I can hear him in the back of my head.
As my...
You see…
If I were hit with a baseball bat,
I’d probably have a pretty black and blue mark,
That would look like someone had tried to color...