Jose Waldo : Writing

3:24 AM

3:24 AM

A Poem by Jose Waldo


Poem of a lost love.
The Laundry Room

The Laundry Room

A Poem by Jose Waldo


Right nowa teenager stands in a laundry roomBeing slammed against a wallBy a boy whose hands always dropped just a bit too lowWho was always just a bi..
A Million Marching Bands

A Million Marching Bands

A Poem by Jose Waldo


The sound of you is a million marching bands rattling through my ears,vibrating down my spinal cord so strongly it shatters every bone like singing in..
I'm Not Sure What To Call This

I'm Not Sure What To Call This

A Poem by Jose Waldo


I keep trying to find a word to describe how I feel when I'm with you.
Molasses

Molasses

A Poem by Jose Waldo


Through the eyes of OCD
OCD

OCD

A Poem by Jose Waldo


Free verse/spoken word poem about OCD.
Today

Today

A Poem by Jose Waldo


Today everything felt okay for the first time in a long time.
Never Let Go

Never Let Go

A Poem by Jose Waldo


I hoped for the life of me I would never have to let go
Genuine

Genuine

A Poem by Jose Waldo


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Blades

Blades

A Poem by Jose Waldo


Story about self harm and how it takes over.