Just a simple soul who feels deeply and lived braver than I thought I ever would.
Remember those days when we were little people. Before we grew up and moved apart. We were each other’s most favorite company.
By NORA YUEN5 years ago in Poets
In my darkest hours Grief and pain had me devoured. Desperately alone. Tormented to the bones. My mind stares into a wide open empty space.
Little black they called her When little kids we were. I was fair and she was dark. Our contrast could not be more stark.
