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Tag: Grief
Insecure
I’m insecure. I’m sure you can see. Or maybe not. Because, well, You’re blind to What you don’t Want to see. I’m like that guy. The one no one likes.Lectio custodiant
Past to Present
I walked on, unable to help, knowing that fire in childhood clenched deep in my pockets all the way home. Every step I took, my hands curled more. ShouldLectio custodiant
Drowning
When you love someone, you let a lot of things slide. Things like not confirming plans until last minute, just to get out of it. Or them ignoring your textsLectio custodiant
My Drug
She was my drug. I am lost without her. I don’t need alcohol or drugs like others. I just need her. But I can’t have her because I’ll fall backLectio custodiant
Trying – A Pair of Poems
It’s Four in the Morning It’s four in the morning, The end of October. I’m writing you now to Finally say goodbye. I can’t remember the last time You andLectio custodiant
I’m From
Emulated from: Where I’m From by George Ella Lyon I’m from a land of words unsaid and lost connections. On a border between imagination and crushing reality. I’m from aLectio custodiant
And Yet
I saw everything beginning. The misleading evidence. The biased jury. Nothing was in their favor, And yet, They were innocent. I saw true unhappiness for the first time. This manLectio custodiant