#NaPoWriMo Day 13: No Survivors Left.

No secrets that our wreckage could tell.

#NaPoWriMo Day 11: The Face In My Mirror.

Forgive me as I forgive you.

#NaPoWriMo Day 9: An Artist’s To-Do List.

Over-think until your eyelids close.

#NaPoWriMo Day 8: Yellow.

Pluck a sunflower in my memory.

#NaPoWriMo Day 6: The Sea Has No Answers For Me.

Sometimes, there are no answers.

#NaPoWriMo Day 5: I Lived.

This poem is so close to my heart and I have only written it today.

#NaPoWriMo Day 4: Bridge to Oblivion.

Who hasn't planned their own funeral in their heads?

#NaPoWriMo Day 2: Walked Away.

You'd rather pick peace.

Metaphorical Laundry.

It takes time and a whole lot of work.

Call Me Home.

One to which you’ll never return.

What Cloud Ever Will?

Leave ashes in your wake.

If It Was Only.

Happy World Poetry Day!

Couch and Bad TV.

It drained me to even write this.

Buried Six Feet Under.

Writing about metaphorical death is so much fun.

Vines.

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