Pumpkin

I fear that if I don't go to bed before midnight, I might become a pumpkin I worry only about change I cannot change Anxious for nothing, I ponder the reasons I fall to deep emotion Balance is sometimes hard to attain The cliff of same before me, something sacred this way comes Freedom from … Continue reading Pumpkin

In Light of Argument

Brush back the tears I thought had dried Slowly bound by in between Is there a riddle to things behind unlocking the scars in me? Tonight I'm yarn knotted to nonsense, twisted aimlessly behind the noise that screams behind your eyes   A promise I believe will hold me pounding steady rhythms on my aching … Continue reading In Light of Argument