Poem 14: Poetry

i'll not force you to touch me, or pester you to hold me, i'll wait, till you are done done torturing me with your absence no matter how long it takes i know you'll come. so i'll keep scribbling until i find you within my chaotic art and when you're ready for me i'll be … Continue reading Poem 14: Poetry

Poem 13: Dreams

This world has always drew lines put you into categories and built walls in your space filled your ears with noises forcing you to mute your heart and you are left to speak what they intended to hear and you are just perfect a perfect job a luxurious car and a house that many people … Continue reading Poem 13: Dreams