This is another poem dedicated to a friend of mine who commited suicide a few months ago.
When you wish to change the past because you can't forgive yourself for what you did...It seems like a never-ending loop.
Every glance brings back the memories...
The things I remember about you (Warning: Some mature language)
A poem dedicated to my girlfriend - my wife - my friend, my Dea on her birthday, remembering everything she has been And all memories shared... With β€οΈ - Pouzterr...
Just a poem reflecting on life, death, past lives and memories of the spirit world.
This is what I did When I was still bleeding This is what I did When I should have been working
That wonderful strange thing called Olfactory memory
A short poem, dedicated to my future children, saying what my Mother said to me...
based off of the Glass Animals song of the same name - part 2 of my series of poems based off of this album
This is another poem dedicated to a friend of mine who commited suicide a few months ago.
When you wish to change the past because you can't forgive yourself for what you did...It seems like a never-ending loop.
Every glance brings back the memories...
The things I remember about you (Warning: Some mature language)
A poem dedicated to my girlfriend - my wife - my friend, my Dea on her birthday, remembering everything she has been And all memories shared... With β€οΈ - Pouzterr...
Just a poem reflecting on life, death, past lives and memories of the spirit world.
This is what I did When I was still bleeding This is what I did When I should have been working
That wonderful strange thing called Olfactory memory
A short poem, dedicated to my future children, saying what my Mother said to me...
based off of the Glass Animals song of the same name - part 2 of my series of poems based off of this album