Every passing day I feel more alone.
Tag: Feelings
Medium #SixWordStories
What she couldn’t say, poetry did.
More #SixWordStories
Silence speaks more when we’re together.
winter cuts
You unfold in my memory
like winter cuts
that appear out of nowhere
recognized only through pain
Supporting #SixWordStories
You didn’t get the protagonist’s part.
Lune Poems #9
Wherever you go
leave behind a trail of
Light; lambent, kind
Discourse #SixWordStories
Talking said, “Talking is overrated; thin”
Toxic
Your love is the toxin
that burned my blood
but kept running in my veins
Mighty #SixWordStories
Didn’t know much, but knew compassion.
Nix #SixWordStories
I get it, said no one.
BitterSweet 