Poems from bgutierrez107
They call it depression
To me, it’s reactions to life.
You can’t judge when I cry,
Life is brimming with strife.
Sometimes the depth of...
Sleep deprivation brings visions of green
Fuzzy white light
But i cannot help it
I stay up most nights
Because i cannot choose
To leave...
There’s a bend in the road,
Out in the country- home.
There are green pastures,
And trees filled with life,
And summer rain.
The way the...