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How I feel
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Expectations: A short story
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Not a love poem
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Drowning
The water is coldThings don’t seem to be getting betterStorm clouds hovering a hint of what is to come.My legs are getting tired, My lungs filled with ice.The urge to give up overwhelms me, and I’m afraid it’ll soon swallow me whole “You aren’t reading enough”“You’re too slow, too weak”These are the words that suffocate…
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Nostalgia
https://pin.it/3jefy0c The past really is in the past.It’s gone for good,Never to be encountered again.No prayer or plea will ever be able to bring it back.My eyes sting with tears as I realize that the memories are all still intact. I want to go back,But I can’t.And it hurts cause I know I can’t.I made…
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Hope in the struggle