“seasons” you are a hot summer’s evei am a cold winter’s morningi am begging youto melt me downtil i feel nothingbut the sweet painof your touch
Harsh Hands
“Harsh Hands” Please be patient with meI am not afraid of youI’m frightened of handsOf clenched fists in the nightHands that grab and rip and tear until I am broken downPeople that take all they can carry in rough, calloused handsYet still demand more of me Your hands are always so soft, so gentleAnd IContinue reading “Harsh Hands”
Photographs
“My hands would be empty”
Thorns
“Thorns” I am a bed of rosessomeone forgot to cut the thorns off ofbefore laying down atop them
Secrets
“Secrets” I am a collection of secrets locked up tightWith no keys or opening to be seenI am breaking everyone down around meBecause I am too afraid to show myselfOr the person I have becomeTo people that look up to meAnd don’t know what I’ve doneTrust is such a broken thingWhen it belongs to onlyContinue reading “Secrets”