What They Can't See
I put so much work into this.
It’s perfect, nothing is amiss.
I’ll show my friends. What could go wrong?
You know, I think the list is long.
They’ll hate it, think that I am weird.
They’ll leave me, they’ll all disappear.
They’ll say it’s bad and can’t be...See more
Poem: Could the Rain
I could the rain,
From up on high,
A welcomed blame,
In tear dropped sky,
I could the words,
Fine scribble dream,
All lettered hope,
Great selfish scream,
I could the gifts,
They number rise,
Such giftwrapped silk,
These foolish tries,
I could deceive,
With ease you see,
Yet still her hurt,
Just comes from me.
What They Can't See
I put so much work into this.
It’s perfect, nothing is amiss.
I’ll show my friends. What could go wrong?
You know, I think the list is long.
They’ll hate it, think that I am weird.
They’ll leave me, they’ll all disappear.
They’ll say it’s bad and can’t be...See more
Poem: Could the Rain
I could the rain,
From up on high,
A welcomed blame,
In tear dropped sky,
I could the words,
Fine scribble dream,
All lettered hope,
Great selfish scream,
I could the gifts,
They number rise,
Such giftwrapped silk,
These foolish tries,
I could deceive,
With ease you see,
Yet still her hurt,
Just comes from me.