Category: Writing

Day & Night, they hold a pen while I write or sometimes they're busy while I type. Sometimes they explore the contours of your face, sometimes they get caught in an awkward space. They're always busy, letting me know when somethings too hot or if something will hurt. They've got me covered, holding my head… Continue reading Faithful Fingers →

& he worked hard is while life, never complaining, just kept going. Giving us all he could, never complaining, only pushing through. Gave us all shelter, clothes & food. never complaining, always with a smile. most of all he gave us love, the way a father should.

We both couldn't find our way, we were lost in a forest of muted conversation The environment so thick and heavy, we were focused on our self-preservation.

Forever, we will be united. Although sometimes we are fighting. Memories, moments, & lessons hold us together I love how no matter what, we strive Learning to love, learning about life You're all I need, you've given me loads to survive.