Bone

I see right through you and see nothing more than a tool. Congrats, you could have been so much more but you're just like any other dick with a 4.0

Cowardice

He loves us, he loves us not

The Trouble With Forever

Commitment issues are his running shoes

Interference

WRONG FREQUENCY

Needle

Nothing to be seen, nothing to be sewn

Landslide

His heart is cold and dilapidated 🖕

Sad Empty Pathetic Lives

a private poem from my vault to share for April Poetry Month (raw & untouched freestyle)

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