Poems from jebediahlouise
The most frightening thought pops into my head when I am in class and I dread the very idea that someone in this room could possibly read...
we are taught to use our words to explain how we feel
but however primitive that action may be
i am incapable of doing so
around
you...
there is a version of you
that makes me feel the best i have ever felt
the version that is hardly ever seen
instead the many sides of you...
reaching into the depths of love stained pages and pulling out the most familiar character is my way of reinforcing my sense of self
i...