Aug 2014
Liquid poetry
streams down
my face
as my
demons taunt
and I plead
for grace.
I saturate
my pages
with this
relentless desire
for a beautiful
tomorrow
where faith
is all I require
streams down
my face
as my
demons taunt
and I plead
for grace.
I saturate
my pages
with this
relentless desire
for a beautiful
tomorrow
where faith
is all I require
