January 2020

Hey you, ! it’s me yet again after a Dozen poems, it’s time for an after-Monday Dose A Poetic tuesday, today’s Poem is about you,

Whenever I turn It’s what I crave And in it I find a cave A place I can hide from the troubles Around The world

Time was nigh Her pulse nothing short a sledge hammer Seated on that very bed, where Where she knew he’d wend to first His alcohol

I knew I had to stop running, Something within pushed me to change, I had to change, I had to accept who I was, My

Splinters in my butt from sitting on the fence Indecisive of which course to take Of the choices to make Options spread wide as a

Dear Leo, Honorable men are all built the same so I’ll raise you to be an honorable man. I’ll teach you that respect is not

I’m sorry I’m not sorry. I’m not sorry That I can’t be what you want, How you want. I’m not sorry That I will not

Tell me something, Show me anything, Just tell me, Am I the problem, Please let me, Let me ask again, Am I the piece of