Poems from AlyxTighe3

  If I died today My spirit would pass away. My bones would turn to dust Before tomorrow turns to dusk The moon would still light the...
  Love-- it means nothing now but flirting and empty sound it's physical and short last nothing like was in the past.   There was a time...
Bound by silence, my mind a cell. Blinded, deafened- can't hear the bell. The bell that sounds freedom to speak My blinded eyes struggle to...
  It calms. It cools. It cuddles close. It soothes. It warms. It’s a loving dose. It’s there to aid your every scrapped knee. It listens to...