I am a work of art

He forgot to draw my eyes He drew my lips but they could not part They are rose-colored pillows resting on my face Curved as a smile for his comfort He kisses them every morning Gently with a grin He sketched my ears, so I can listen to him Ramble about his day as I …

Not In My Vocabulary

There has to be a word for Making me feel worthless There has to be a word for this Pushing me into my own darkness Rather than be the guiding light You promised to help me see right But I guess I did something wrong For you to see me differently There has to be …

Loveless Definition

You told me she loved you You reassured me that she loved you But I can see the bruises on your skin And don’t you dare say you like it rough There’s a difference between love and violence I know that you were screaming the night before Then by morning all you give is silence …