It's toxic and you know it. Know that one friend of yours that continuously seeks to be right all the time? Asshole.
Ever thought of the governing policies and stance that our government has adopted? Why is there censorship, and is there a need for it?
The military is rigid and uniformed while the arts is about expression and creativity. Can they co-exist together?
I find myself asking, "why did this happen?" And most of the time, it's always because I've felt afraid. I am afraid. That I'll lose you, because of my stupidity – and all boys are guilty of being an idiot when it comes to relationships.
A short, simple poetry of you, me, and the concept of us.
My fear of losing the one thing that made sense, in poetry.
A poem a guy's heart for her, in hopes she sees his love for her - unbounded by the past and free for the future.