A Tale of A Dad
A tale of a Dad, A story once bright, And his dearest son, Though not born of his blood. This dad was the best— With
My Mama’s Stone
My mama always said, “I will do anything to protect my children,” And that night, she kept her promise to the end, And her words
Where Do Broken Hearts Go?
Where do broken hearts go? I have given you days, weeks And years to think of this You don’t think You float in a maze,
Yearning For Lost Love
By my window, I watch their joy, A mother and daughters, their laughter ringing clear. Yet my heart bleeds, burdened by memories, Of a child
Mom, I Failed… For the Right Reason… Kinda
You told me to be careful. Careful of the city. Dread the people there Not to involve myself in things you have always warned me
Four Bars And Some More
Four bars, and some more I was told when you turned four this I was told when you took your first step I was told
My 24-Year-Old Self
My 24 year old self I miss you. I miss how naive you were And how nothing shook you. But right now, from where I
Does It Get Better After This?
Lorna. I came back home. But.. You always insisted on me giving a call before I leave the barracks. I understand why now. I came
Stitches Coming Undone
It’s not getting better like I wanted. Forfeit smiles, the shallow laugh And a dimmer glow in my eyes Something is stuck in my gut
The Ex Visit
The night was superb Next to me you sat All your eyes on me Deep in them i saw love I saw how your heart
