this poem like many others had been written and forgotten. here it shall be preserved

I hope you find meaning in my words. This is the first I have written in a while. Maybe this is a new beginning, we will see.

An apology

Its always been you

At times like these I sit alone.

How are you?

Often times..

I haven't posted on Commaful in a while, but that doesn't mean i haven't been writing. To anybody who cares this is just to let you know that i haven't disappeared entirely and hopefully I'll get back...

This is a small piece about my favorite color, purple.

I'll take my burden with me