"To be human is a lesson you'll learn at the very end."
@ermanbaradi
Have you ever felt so little? At wits' end but stuck in the middle? Is it April yet? I'm ready for things to bloom Maybe fill the void with love
By Erman Baradi3 years ago in Poets
She got dropped off at the bar Trying to get uber faded A few drinks to lift her up This is how it starts I could see in her mind that she's contemplating
It lit the sky Somehow June felt like July People got better, the hurt got worse Found some heart while striking nerves
By Erman Baradi4 years ago in Poets
There she is... She's burned by the fire far too long Never heard His voice, never sang His song But soon approaches the midnight hour
There was a miracle where three nailed still Two surround the healer upon the hill One a stealer who mocked through his death
Love is love Divided by worth Divided by empathy Divided by lingering thoughts of lust Spanning the moment we met to the moment
They say the friendzone doesn’t exist But I kept persisting Insisted I was the perfect fit I’m not talking wedding rings