F I D E S

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Relationships

Save the argument.

The solution is talking.

But, keep your mouth shut.

Argument

It doesn’t matter

Even when it hurts your soul.

You will never be right.

Hurt

My eyes tell you all.

But, my soul knows how to lie.

I think I am done.

My Pen

It used to excite.

Each stroke pulling at heart strings.

Now it sits alone.

NaNoWriMo

Aggressive at start.

But soon the words escape me.

Will I ever win?