In hopes my hugs,
and kisses cure your pandemic blues...
You have always been there,
to pick me up when I am down,
with open arms,
giving me a hug.
Not caring,
what others might say—
just knowing, instinctively
I needed one.
I run,
to you,
when I am scared.
I know you will be there
something,
I always took comfort in.
You saved me,
from reckless decisions
just by talking on the phone.
When I miss you,
I miss you whole heartedly.
Sadly,
You always belong to someone else...
At some point,
I have to grow up,
not run to you,
nor rely on a single hug,
I know you always have for me.
My grief case is packed,
and I have lost my luggage tag...
My hearts,
odometer is zeroed out.
I want to empower others with my writing. I have always dreamed of seeing my name, on something.
I'm Tired...
Bianca Wargoabout a year agoto never be a human in someone's eyes... to feel like a thing meant to be used and played with... to feel like you are all you physically
Mind Ticks
Kalischa Mokhriby3 years agoI wish to be finally over this soul bronchitis But it's funny because as much as I hate it it also ignites this: Drive in myself to be a better driver of the mind I can't contain
If Others Only Knew
Sickboy Lecuyer3 years agoAn agreement made before our boon We learn the end before the rules We’re reminded how we’ll be there soon And left to fight with inadequate tools
Regret Nothing
Jennifer Petersen3 years agothey say feelings come and feelings go, so why must I suffer so? these feelings, just never go away, the more I ignore them, the farther I stray.
A Castle That Be
Frank Kemble3 years agoOh what a muse this castle be, deep in the forest of evergreen-sun beams, for eyes to please; Yet, this castle, was a trip to dare, in all its hassle of getting there – Yet, fair, so beautifully vivid in sunlight glare. Such a place for poetic bliss, while this pen slings feelings of kiss!
Conversations
Crystal Korpan3 years agoI don't know how it changed, Conversations went away, know one wants to talk anymore, Its all about Facetime, Facebook, or Tweeting,
