Tell the people that you love- That you do. Before it’s Too late. (LS)

Pause

If i could grasp oxygen, Have it lay in my palm And tear it straight to its core To get a mere peek of What the future has laid Upon its own palms, then Perhaps my anxiety May subdue and succumb To its mortal enemy; Peace. (LS)

Homesick

I miss the sunshine on my skin The warmth and blanketed Feelings of comfort. Times of clarity and peace Have escaped me. I miss the sunshine On my skin. (LS)

The Vase

Tall, pridefully stood- Sway with the breezes Do they know what it feels like To be broken by another Once loved? Leaves, gracious and smooth Dewy and vibrant Lusciously swaying with the breezes Do they know about the killer That lives in their very own veins? Roots? Uprooted. Pulled away But pridefully stood, still alive … More The Vase