Hope

I had a jar of hopes - a literal jar that I would fill with small pieces of paper with my hopes written down. Today, the wind sent the jar flying and it smashed. All my hopes that I have not read since I wrote them down, scattered all over the floor. I have debated… Continue reading Hope

Gone

I saw you Last night Emaciated Half dead. All I could do was cry Scream Asking the same question Again and again Where is he? He's gone, where is he? That isn't him, where is he? Then morning came I woke up exhausted I woke up sad I woke up angry.