Your eyes are my home
Some things don’t go as planned. But it’s okay At first it won’t be, healing takes time I wish I can keep you close and beg you to stay And I’ll write you poems that don’t really rhymeContinue reading “A Poem That Does Not Rhyme”
Like the raindrops falling on the roof
thinking they will never touch the ground
I find myself searching for a proof
searching for a word to turn around.
I burn in fire as you stand aloof
screaming for hours but you heard no sound.
How many minutes I have wasted on words that should’ve never been said, and how many years I’ve lost on words that should’ve been said earlier. How many tears I have cried on people who never loved me, and how many tears are going to be shed on people I’ll always love. Continue reading “quick thought”