Caite Czapowski : Writing

My so called life

My so called life

A Story by Caite Czapowski


I’m falling asleep. I’m always doing that, but I can’t seem to help it. Makes it hard to tell the difference between reality and m..
Here

Here

A Poem by Caite Czapowski


Bright blue skies, vacant eyesWanting, but cannot haveWhere are you, I miss you so muchI am hone, and so are youI guess im alone forever, in my new ho..
Grow

Grow

A Poem by Caite Czapowski


Bring back the days where I was excited to grow. Give me the days where I was being held in my mother’s arms unknowing of the world outside...