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