Poems from thomas.a.agee
I, myself, am myself
in you.
Caught up. Caught up in all the worries. Trapped. Trapped I the jail of life. Itching. Itching for a break.
Tempted. Tempted by the rising...
With the innocence of hope,
Comes the maturity of silence.
Belief, a prerequisite for the present.
Why does the truth have to hurt?...
Andy,
I honestly love you more than you will ever know. You have helped me through so much and made me a better person in the process....
Here we lie in an unconscious state
ignoring the world as it passes by.
There lying, I want so much to speak
but every word that cross my...