Photo by Engin Akyurt on Pexels.com I've sought out a piece of peace in strange places. Back alleys, smoke, empty bottles and worn out faces. With age I have prayed for relief. Eased burden and freedom from trauma that hangs on my shoulders like weights attached to chains. I listen to them bang and clang … Continue reading End Of My Rope
Photo by Monstera on Pexels.com A drunken heart tells no lies. It speaks in thumps. It sighs and rests in-between beats. Keeping up with heavy moments. Staying instep with quickening feet. Pumping warm blood through cold veins. Moving against our lovers breast. We need to hear it, feel it. Pulsating through a willing chest to … Continue reading Honest Heart
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com Busy Bee I don't have enough pollen in my veins To keep you satisfied You were a busy bee Visiting any passer by But my nectar has run dry No more duplicitous love for you and I No more tears at my disposal to cry No more asking you why? … Continue reading Busy Bee
Photo by Marina Shatskih on Pexels.com Bullied Dysfunctional placed on my shoulders Against an urban backdrop Tapped at the vein Those that can't be labeled Are defined as strange I'm hard wired for disappointment Still fighting old feelings Of rejection with topical ointment Visiting past memories with no appointment High school problems being … Continue reading Bullied
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