This will be the last poem I write. I'm done with poetry. I'm done with anything I was once was or had. It's time to start over. It's time to forget who and what I was. Because I've begun to hate who I am.
The blue wolf stands in the moonli… And stares at the two paths given. Go right and live a normal life Or go left and live a meaningful o… The blue wolf paces back and forth
A number of things can be done With the simplest of fine brushes. You can create a grey mountain ris… Fluffs of white snow atop Surrounded by evergreen forests
Reliving the pain I had once felt It has brought me to a thought in… How do I ensure that he will be o… If there is a day when I must go… I don’t know what to do
Over head the moon shines a heaven… Below the sea howls a gruesome sou… The in between is where I resign… A place I may never be found The stars fly by, one by one,
My name is one of common nature; you can find others like it around nearly every corner you turn. The meaning of the name varies by culture: some have said it means “Keeper of Keys” whi...
The leaves fall to the floor In shades of yellow and orange. A crisp winter breeze The distinct smell of fall. I turn to my left
Step after step I march forward. Eyes wandering the icy horizon. As I search for answers to what i… I only hope to keep fighting. Hard work and dedication has gotte…
I stare at the slightly lit ceilin… Trying to keep from sleep. I won’t let go because I’m terrif… Of what might come after me. I’m done with all of the nightmare…
Things have never felt so right be… Sitting here in the front seat of… Watching your beautiful green eyes… Wrapping my frozen fingers up in y… Embracing in a blissful, calming k…
I am from the slums of Minneapoli… Crowded streets where colors diffe… Fists a fly, bottles in the air On this cold winter night. From mountains to magnificent pine…
I find myself atop a hill Watching the pastures down below. Wondering how my spirit has brome… It must be my time to let go. I turn and face the plummeting edg…
Cold knocks at my door like an old… I open to find you standing on the… Before I can speak you wrap your… Your lips pressing to mine in an e… Immediately my worry is erased, my…
Thinking back to where I’m from Who I could’ve been When we left were we wrong? What if I should’ve been.. That girl off the streets
Silence, As I walk this lonely road. Silence, Unable to find my strengths. Silence,
The streets are calling my name Saying, “Girl come and hit it! It’s a feeling that you’ll love!” Don’t you fucking get it? I got reasons to stay away