Dumped
There was a time when love was untrue to me and I was lonely every day – all day. I remember the tears I embraced and the pain my heart accepted, never to open again. There was a fear of …
Poetry
The Call
Fear is draining out of every pore in my body, exhausting me extensively. Sometimes my eyes won’t open because they are afraid themselves of what the new day may bring. My dreams hold me in a constant state of torment. …
No More
My deepest goodbye, the long farewells. My deepest sorrow, the grief that swells. My deepest enemy, the hate I ignore. My deepest love, I love no more. -Mandee
Who I was Before
You say she is pretty, gorgeous in fact and my face can not compare nor my body compete with that with those words so I won’t try. You say she is sweet and smart and she makes you laugh. …