One's trauma is another's Sunday.
For no two experiences are the same.

Come into my Sunlight
For a reprieve,
Even if it is for a moment.
For, there are so many Sundays to come
And the world is dark and cold.

Love, come into my temple and let us worship together

-My kind of church

Motivation has been difficult lately. I don't have the energy to compile, so this will have to do... #poetry #serenity

He bought me a couch,
A couch where I sit.
Where is sit on the couch in the sun
I sit in the sun
On the couch that he bought me
And breathe
Knowing nature has won

Formatting just Isn't on my side today. Here is another Poem for everyone... #poetry #pantoum #selfreflection

You can't erase your past. It may fade, but it will always be there.

Hey, this is my first post here. I dream of one day being a famous narrative poet. Please enjoy this poem inspired by my time playing video games with boys.