Poems from Ma.K.Daz
I write a lot about a lot of things in notebooks and loose-leafs. I don't really share them but I probably will start doing that.
january;
I left 2015 with an empty heart.
As others gathered to celebrate joy,
I merely huddled under my sheets,
too exhausted, for the...
there was a lot of death
and unrest,
both outside of school
and inside my head.
while legends died, almost
so did I,
hit by the...
Whenever my heart frowns
whenever my brows furrow
I turn to singing.
Something about belting
something about songs
gets my mood...
We are told to speak up,
let our voices be heard.
They tell us this
in a loudness that overpower.
We are told to stand up
to speak for...
I forgot the first time
I ever labored
to birth a poem.
I certainly don't remember
if my first paper tattoo
even rhymed
at all.
...