That feelingLike hitting a wall head on, blindfoldedClaustrophobicInside my own mindHolding my breath, as if it makes me weightlessLike waves crashing onto meWhen I don't have a life-jacket onI scramble around for a hand to holdAfter all, I love the ocean and the wavesThey could never be the end of me, could they ? - …
Your things
So many times in a dayI come across your things A word you said somedayA phrase you think is funny and overly useAn act of someone unaware I noticeAnd I remember how you did the sameWhile I gathered memories along the waySo many times in a dayWhile I drift through all these people I seeBlank …
Reasons I cannot love you
I think of you in empty spacesWhen I'm alone and there's no one in sightI close my eyes and sighNot because I wish your presence You're in my mind - and in between the creases of my thoughtsI sigh, as I gently run my fingers across themFor a moment thereIt's just me and all of …
Rotten Peaches Poetry 