Poems from Typewriterwriter
I don't write about death because I want to die, I write about death because when death takes me I'd like to think that I am in the care of a wonderful friend. Writing is a language everyone can understand. Even when our words are confused and twisted, we find someone who translates perfectly. I speak for those who are scared and trapped and those whose voices have been stolen from them. God speaks through me and gives me strength to give to others. I will write until my end.
I am from dinosaur vitamins from band-aids and H2O2 rinses.I am from rusted swing setsand broken plastic wiffle-ball batsthat have been...
The Seeing Man,
A chaste man displaced,
Saunters through life
Without a single expression
On his pallor white face.
The Seeing Man...
I lie here, here alone
In silence, sweet silence.
My thoughts go
Ever on, ever on
While everyone else is inside
Inside with the laughter...
Time is short
I took the pills
And now it's time for you to know
what I do when I'm down,
or my tank is running low
I write.
I...
Red puffy eyes,
Damp cheeks,
Shaking fingers.
Uttering’s of silent stifled shrieks
Sighing,
Chest pains.
Keeping to myself,
The color in...