by Grey | Apr 2, 2023 | Poetry
the sands of time are running out and I… don’t wish to see you because I can’t tell Which way’s hell Going with, or against you which way the sands flow I don’t know If time is running out or dead still trapped like you and I in a sea of...
by Grey | Apr 2, 2023 | Poetry
who taught you that you were unworthy? that there was something wrong with that which makes you you was lesser. Lesser than what? the killers people obsess over? the sibling who isn’t you? the mythical perfect person, who is just out there showing you up?!...
by Grey | Apr 2, 2023 | Poetry
I once said I was a cactus needing little love and tenderness hardy; a survivor used to droughts of love I store the remains deep inside for the days to come. I wasn’t born a cactus prickly and guarded subborn and resistant unhardened plants die in the cold...
by Grey | Apr 2, 2023 | Poetry
We talk about green thumbs as if it’s magic something you have or you don’t but plants are simple they grow when their needs are met unspoken in the words of man you must listen to hear the whispers you must slow down and notice you must care even about...
by Grey | Apr 2, 2023 | Poetry
I am always the one left yearning wishing reaching for what is… not there my hand cold with damp air I don’t know if something is wrong am I wrong? Doing it wrong? Because I just keep finding dead...
