One of those days
When it stings
And things change
In an instant
The trajectory I was on
Has done a 180
And now
I’m kicking my feet
To stay above water
Drowning
In one of those waves of life
That takes you by surprise
And pulls you under
And you have no choice
But
To endure it
And hope
That your head breaks the water
And you get that breath
That you are fighting for.
-C.H.
Why is it that we are so eager to appreciate the beauty of a: flower, or a waterfall, or the stars, or a sunset; but we are hardly ever that open to seeing the beauty in each other? Why is that, dear
“A simple request” she says, “Speak to me in poem, intrigue my mind with your words, genuine and authentic, for your words become actions, are the framework of our relationship, and have the power to
There’s a camera on top of the building Next to this one And it points Right at me I lift up my shirt And flash it my hairy nipple Then I give it the finger It moves with me Turning as I walk away fro
