Tag: poem

I can birth the story but when I do, it takes on a life of its own.

I can scribble my true feelings onto paper but now it’s more than a poem.

I can live and take my bed up here and still have it not be my home.

I can have friends for life but really still be alone

I can have a heart of flesh but really have a heart of stone

I can pretend to not be affected but still be prone

I can write you a poem on your birthday, written in prose