flowersinherhair

flowersinherhair

VT

18 years old

Posts

  • infatuation


    you are not you. 

    you are what i think
    alas i refuse to admit i am wrong.
    what can i say?
    i love this version of you 
    he is kind and sweet and loving 
    so very beautiful.
  • Slippery slope

    The way is harsh
    The light is dim
    And we forget to celebrate love
    Instead condemning faultless faults and forged sins
    We sit in silence
    Festering in our lack of empathy 
    Or we stand and scream because still we are not heard
  • WONDERFUL THINGS


    This poem is irrelevant.
    Seriously, you have better things to do.

    You could be lying on your back in the grass
    stargazing with those you love
    or dancing alone in the kitchen
    waiting for the cookies to be done.