I cried knowing you found it lost on meThe duties of everydayI thought my utility was shotMy spark beginning to fray
Category Archives: Poetry
Sitting Still
Today I took a walk through my memoriesSeldom do I ever unwindBut I saw the seat in the sun and the heatAnd decided to stroll through my mind.
Joker
What does a villain do when they find out who they are?
Naomi Samuel 