Category: writers

I notice you, I want to say. Even when no one else does, I do. I will.

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

Is it better to out-monster the monster or to be quietly devoured?

Everything in life is just for a while.

You were a dream. Then a reality. Now a memory.

There is something at work in my soul, which I do not understand.

I take great care of myself by carefully shutting myself away.

Some people are more certain of everything than I am of anything.

I would like you to stay
and talk with me
but I don’t want
you to feel that you
have to just because I’m here.

They do not love one another because they do not love themselves.