Poems from jayceullahblocks
You said you loved me the most
when you weren't sober.
I asked you
why you can't love me without the aid
of a substance.
You said
that...
I think I was confused
when you said death was beautiful.
Because I remember I agreed.
But we were sitting outside
with a myriad of red...
Have you ever felt the kiss of a good book?
It's delectable--
the wispy yellowed pages caress your fingertips
the faded font raised...
I have always admired the strong.
We as a whole have been taught to idolize those who can carry the burden of thousands
and manage to...