Poems from rayconnell1
We tell ourselves lies,
We blindfold ourselves to shield our own eyes.
The hurt, the pain,
We want it no more.
Our own distractions will...
From the ashes, we rise like Kings.
From our fallen blood, we learn to grow limbs.
WIth each broken brick we build a home.
Our fate is...
My darling, I write this encomium,
To tell you a truth among my lies,
I was born in a mausoleum,
And from henceforth I was brought to life...
You constantly reminded me to wash my hands.
It was between those moments of gratuitous laughter,
Smiles hidden beneath overgrown...