DJ’s short form writing including poetry and flash fiction.
no longer shall i send love
i will hold it
along with you…
You hear a lot bout folks growing apart, but the story I’ve got is about the killing of a friendship.
I needed them to understand, before I became wholly unable to explain.
I took in all the teachings of who I ought to be
He would make sure they all atoned.
Now with new resolve I shake
that which once caused me to break
I know we’ve walked together through the same tumultuous realm.
how could i look anything but?
When you exist on the fine lines.
She closed her eyes, inhaled slowly, and counted to three. This, she thought, is supposed to calm me.