Hi to all reading this! Long time, no write… I know, I know…. I just have been having issues with my motivation and lack of creativity. And although, it doesn’t take much to write about my life and my experiences, you need motivation to do that which I am unfortunately also lacking at the moment….
Tag: poem
From the attic
When the chalk leaves the sidewalk when the dolls are donated to a younger gal when the trucks are abandoned in the garden we didn’t know our last time was going to be *the* last time growing old comes at a price of innocence and naivety lost we hopefully grow wiser as years go on…
some sad girl poetry please enjoy
I swear I am a human wrecking ball It becomes apparent every time you call I am toxic; a straight up disease who only aims to please you. I muddy the waters and can’t fucking swim yet I always seem to win the war but never the argument I seem to say what I never…
