Last night at dinner we had some fish,
and though I tried, I did not finish.
My mother told me while I chewed,
brains loved fish over all other food.
Would a big scary brain come looking to see
if his favorite food was inside of me?
Excusing myself, I went straight to bed
and pulled the covers over top of my head.
I tossed and turned without any sleep,
wondering about what brains hate to eat.
Fatty meats and sweets, my mama had said.
So quickly downstairs I silently tread,
and into the kitchen to remedy my dread.
Now erased are my fears to bed,
with any feelings of doom.
For now is sugar sprinkled, widespread,
all about my room.
The Terrifying Thing About Love
It is a terrifying thing
to watch love
walk in your direction
when you be
When into sorrow, my poor soul sinks
When a sound of despair in my heart rings
I'
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
W
You were like the sun who brought light
Into my cold, dark, and lifeless night.
Y
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
we've always been together,
we did everything with laughter,
we thought it was fo
Pen and paper are my tools
To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.
My prais
Some areas long as hoses
You buy at a garden store.
Mine can be used to smell ros
I like to blaze new trails
on the road to nowhere.
On a journey through time,
