Poems from youngredbear
what an ocean created by emotionsfears, wantsneedsmixed all togetherunable to see or pick outwhich belongs to which fishswimming alongas if...
Sometimes following your heart means losing your mind.
Sometimes, your mind is more important than your heart.
Sometimes, you don't want...
Learning to swim..I was taught by fearbeing pushed in the deep endif we swim in the air around uswe learned to survive even then pulled out...
What do you seeHe asksI see smileswith eyes that hold something deep inside(why dress in scarlett, oh devestated one; why adorn yourself...
Broken vesselsBits of clay strewnOn the dusty floor Of the potters shackTiny cracks Streams of lightIlluminate the engraves Of the...