Sonnet
I am so sick of this unfriendly place; It does not feel like home.
Poetry/Prose
The Chameleon
I'm sick of being a reptile; I'm sick of trying to please everyone in this…
Poetry/Prose
The Last Letter
Your presence is gone But we'll treasure the beauty of what you have done.
Poetry/Prose
The Last Thing I’d Ever Want to be
I don’t even know what you are to me anymore. I am not sure whether…