Becky : Writing

I Almost Called

I Almost Called

A Poem by Becky


I called the other day Almost called Like always, i just picked up the phone And for a moment, I believed you would be there And I could hear your..
Sometime Before October

Sometime Before October

A Poem by Becky


Wind, give me hope. I hear you sweeping through lonely trees outside, Stirring up weak and crumbling leaves, The rage in me; A confusion of precio..
My Melody

My Melody

A Poem by Becky


I could talk to you You heard parts, gave me pieces Hope, Anger, Distortion And you fell asleep inside. . . All these fragments woven between cl..