mollycarraway

She sits,Watching the old willow branches swayAnd the tall grass rippleThrough her dreaming eyes, cloudy blue, but still sharp.She sees the peeling paint on thePorch railing,And remembers the day He ...

It’s that pivotal moment:That moment where you realizeThat life won’t be anything nearWhere you had anticipated it.It’s disorienting,And you feel reality slicing your soul awayFrom your bones,Yo

I close my eyes and I can feel the vibrations,The tenor,The echoes through electrifies heart expands.I smile.I reach out of my head,Into my surrounding world,And I search for that whisper,That ...

I still remember how he felt,His palm,Dry and warm and gentle,Our fingers interlaced.He was the only comfort I hadIn the dark world I had createdAround myself.His touch wasMy peace;His hand ...

“And they lived happily ever after.”Isn’t that how every fairytale isSupposed to end?But it’s true.They did live happily ever after.I watched them.I watched him take her hands are still empty,

I may not shed a tearBut beneath the surfaceA river flows through my heartAnd my soul is shards of glassAnd they tear me apart.Fourteen years of time spentLearning and teaching.Fourteen ...

How do you think it feelsto be torn betweenA mistake andAn unattainable dream?He was beautiful,wonderful,smart and compassionateHe was perfection,And my heart yearned for him.What was the mistake?The

I have been up for hours.The thunder isn’t what keeps sleep away,Even though its power shakesThe entire isn’t the lightning either,So bright, like white sunshine in theDead of the night.Nor ...

Summertime is a mixture of sweet and loud.Cicadas are almost deafeningAnd you can’t listen to the cicadas without childhood footsteps run down through the grass and the trees.They track mud ...

A helpless and unforgiving love-I cannot justify the way my heart pounds, it flutters, it cracks and bleeds.Every breath I take severs it further.Twisting, bittersweet lies and hope,And vines of ...

I often mumble to myself -Incoherent utterings based on a life ofSolitude and an unhindered perspective onThe darker things that this earth has to offer us as a whole.A collective ...

‘til the moment i am laid to rest, i will never forget the pain of simply being me, a being left for dead in streets of sorrow, where no one ...