Undiscovered

Past relationships do not define me. Old versions of me died. Zero luggage. So much time wasted trying to find love.

Picture of a Picture

PICTURE OF A PICTURE by @poeeternal I have a picture of a picture It was clear I wasn't stricter I have a picture of her picture He'd still be here if I were richer It won't be long & he will ditch her She'll have a picture of his picture Bury her head deep into … Continue reading Picture of a Picture

Call To Battle

Street lights are blinding Friends don't need reminding Words are spellbinding If you try Why are you hiding Afraid of me lying The temperature now rising That sound is my battle cry Always denying Your words I'm not buying Left us all crying But I cannot be modified © Delia Ross. 2019

This is raw. One year amongst the remains.

I realize now that it has been a year nearly to the day when I went no contact from you. My heart is still broken. But it's been breaking since the very first time you hurt me. And each time after. And you know the things you did. I'm still trying to process and heal … Continue reading This is raw. One year amongst the remains.