Sterile.Love seems to be.But,Believe it?I don't.More so refuse to regardless of how much one gloats,Over my continued stand-off against doubt I pummel by,Never giving up.So what?Let them be jealous as the sun sets and,Rises by the time they decide to jump a fence,Now too high for them to climb!Restless as I find strength in,A challenge... Continue Reading →
Sweaty Palms
Maybe,My palms are hesitant to write every single day because,I fear my true feelings will keep driving others away like they've already done.So,Each time I sit up trying to encourage myself to write a poem,I just,Lay broken.Soaking my spirit in tears from not doing what my heart truly wants to do.And that's just…Sitting in silence.With... Continue Reading →