Poems from the heart ❤️ RSS
If my shoes are on, I'm working
Like a thief in the night My shoes take plight They steal my empty spaces Take space when I need pain They switch up the time spent alone The liar in the thief in my home Taking my A.D.D. to different levels and homieness Taking my memories and thinking I'm nervous When I'm just a shoeaholic Looking for a throne
I need someone to tell my secrets too
Yes, all these nitty gritty little secrets They eat away at me like a thief in the night I can't remember my memories I can't remember my life My toes between the sand No soldier, no hand Just me and you alone my love The one true obstacle I can't be loved Am I so lovable My touch it hurts Am I so vulnerable
Back in 93
I was ancient history
A toad stool in time
A limiter in my mind
But the possibilities were endless
No body could pretend this
I would always be number one
No more issues
Why it looks like I have an eating disorder 🤷🏻♀️
Season 2 - was for you. I’ll never do it again. You’re hell bent on being everything - I said, what I mean. It’s ok. This series isn’t for me. Love you. Goodnight ❤️