I am who I am. I write poetry and paint really badly. Please be patient.
False safety
Covering eyes
I deserve this.
I made my bed
Now I’m dying in it.
I love you
It’s not enough.
You want more
The impossible.
I get your lies
I ignore them
Never forgetting
What do you want me to do?
I want you, you want her
I’m falling apart
Can’t you see
Jen I love you
Let me love you
Please…
© 2019 Wendy Engela