I Feel Like a Broken Thing
I feel like I’ve been split in twothen threethen four, I think of youthen split some more I tell myself
Singer-Songwriter
I feel like I’ve been split in twothen threethen four, I think of youthen split some more I tell myself
I already know it’s over, because it never began. I understand that everything I felt was slap-dashed together in my
It’s really easy to write about love. It connects so deeply with all of us; it’s a feeling we understand
When you live in the city the lights are like mid-sky stars— bright, blinking, full of color: the reds of
I’ve had my moments of dishonesty, but honestly at that point I was so unhappy you could wrap it in
Have you ever rested on a pillow and wondered whose head has rested there before? Whose strands of blonde hair
I’m not usually this quiet, but I have to be, because what I say: won’t help won’t sway won’t make
I think my heart can see the future one pang for yes, two pangs for no three pangs for try
So while trying to complete the following prompts (this is the last of them!), my Internet decided to reset. So
The title of each poem will be shown as it was written on Facebook. And beneath it the first name