I miss you,As well as all the hugs I used to give you,Doing anything I can to make you feel beautiful within a family that would not forgive you.If you were never here to begin with,I wouldn't be here using a pen as my pistol,Taking my shot at a life far from abysmal...The only Grandmother... Continue Reading →
Landing On A Cushion
Sweet angelic visions of her remind him of thievery, Stealing his eye sight away from the sun's blockade of a glare to enter his twilight of lost possessions... She, The coin of his mere life, Obverse to his skin, Mind, Condense soul, Whispers in his ignorant ears, "Come back home, I need you..." No matter... Continue Reading →