• Poetry

    The Game

    My heart is drawn to you today   In a passionate way, that becomes hurtful, when you sayI’m busy, I’m tired, or that other excuse,  but hey, my emotions are mine, my burden to lose To think of me, standing in…

  • Poetry

    Home

    I lost myself a bit today, in people, and memories,In aches of the old wounds that never seem to go away I packed my bags, delivered keys,What the hell am I doing – my inside screams Leaving home is heavy,…