Poems from jd.maddox
Days after you left,
I’d bury my head in my sheets.
Your side of the bed,
was much too cold for me.
Now they tumble in the dryer...
chronically overworked
a praised child was never tired by responsibility
or beaten by success.
she reads ahead the class
talks over the...
I feel like I'm casually floating
by my life.
Inhaling and exhaling
each minor inconvenience
I swallow my pride
to the point of...
I am anxious
too tired to be anxious
too anxious to be tired
and i am still alive
but i feel comatose at the same time.
My heads been...
I am anxious
too tired to be anxious
too anxious to be tired
and i am still alive
but i feel comatose at the same time.
My heads been...