Cry

The day you died,
oh Makayla,
why
The phone call, The cry,
Forever burned into...

Hi, hello,
I'm fine.
No, I'm not crying,
I'm fine.
Am I sad,
no, I'm...

Last night I had the strangest dream
Whilst it is difficult to describe
I think I was a...

Muted bleak dusks
Moonless and wanting
Stars are even more dim
Beholding the canvas of...

I want my mum to cry for me,
as no wife would ever do

The woman who knows my every...

“If I could go back in time, I’d hug myself while I cried.”
-AuthorAAJ

Readers! I challenge...

Wistfulness
Is not sorrow
It is longing deep within
a kin to melancholy
and a...

I like to think that relationships just work, that people get along and are truthful to one another. I grew...

Into a deadly distraction
Tell us, alas, of the grief that cannot be spoken
Had not your...

Somehow he's a lonely boy
Found a true and simple joy
Shining off the empty wall
...

Yellow has fame
Yellow in shame
Yellow takes flight
Yellow has sight
Yellow...

Little girl, why are you here?
Little girl, please do not fear.

Little girl, why are you sad...

The fire in the belly,
Fires through,
the heart,
Fills it,
with,
fierce...

Truth is spoken but sometimes a little white lie creeps into our words , it can be innocent and sweet but...

I dwell upon the thoughts, I feel about myself.

I struggle to believe, I’m worth anything at all...

That one, you know the kind
The one that goes and speaks his mind
The one that makes others...