If our eyes meet you may think I am bold to be drawing your attention to my existence, but secretly im wishing you could see right through me for my own insecurities are paper thin and as clear as cellophane. When I smile at you, it is possible I am greeting
+ more bio informationLetting goIt felt as though the stars were burning into my soul.My mind was leaving all the worlds of sanity.My eyes no longer sought the comfort of your light.And my hands, they were numb to your coarse touch,They were callused with hurt, and bruised with anger.My emotions were lost in a sea of tearsby which my own cries of ... More..
To Heaven with Polluted EyesUnkempt and accidental in the beginning,thick blades of dew-punched grass often softenedthe blow of a misspent youth.My stature so common, I was tilted in existencefor the clouds to peer, shiftlessly, at my meekness.A once narrow world now so vast, as a child I wasindigenous to the unlikeliness of ... More..
Nyesha Wood
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