She drifts through the universe A styrofoam cup in the oceanHer claims are of superior thingsA descendant of fine chinaNothing singes modestyLike pret..
I took a flight within myself tonight; a glide of introspectionAsk a broken bird "why the cage?'Will he reply, "For my protection"?I put myself inside..
As quickly as your tide came inyour feelings trickled outA dripping faucet; out of orderNo sound from your spoutYou'll never rise to the occasionIf yo..
A tortured soul; imprisoned by recollectionHaunted by the happenedNothing escapes; no sunlight gets throughIn her finest hour, she says"This moment wo..
I'm not sure where this poem came from. Its not a personal poem. I don't know what inspired it. I just wrote it out of nowhere. I'm still trying to fi..