I am a Desert

I am a desert, dry, barren and desolate. The thoughts that live on me are dead or dying of thirst. I haven't been able to grow anything in years. My sands spin and kick when the slightest breeze stirs. Clouds roll in on either side of me, other lands get the waters of life, from … Continue reading I am a Desert

I Can’t Stop

Why is it that when I extend my hand you swat it away. I have never done you any wrong, or wished you any harm, Nor have I ever once taken the side of another. I try so desperately to make you happy, to make any wish you have come true. I have stood there … Continue reading I Can’t Stop