L.C. Mcquillen 20.12.15 You never know how close a person could be to the edgeand your wordsor lack there ofcould cause one more stepand that step could be fataland the

L.C. McQuillen 21.05.17 This has been slow, Slower than it's ever been. I find myself with Heightened hesitancy And cautious pace. I've ran this trail before Really ran, But the

L.C. McQuillen 15.12.17 What is empty? Is it a slit in the wall of your heart and mind that was never nurtured  or no one took the time To look

L.C. McQuillen 29.12.23 For a long time I believed poetry was lyrics for those who could not sing   And I was consumed by what I could not compose  My

L.C. McQuillen 21.05.17 Reaching heights holds no hesitation for me. But there is a time when I find myself needing to come down. Sometimes in gigantic leaps. Descending down into

L.C. McQuillen 29.08.17 I have searched for words  To fill my eyes.  Words that relate    To my mental state    And I've dug and I've    Dug to find

L.C. McQuillen 07.01.18 I used to be the victim and the culprit. Now I am the judge. I sentenced the victim to wholeness; and the culprit, a workhouse, adding fuel

L.C. McQuillen 01.12.16 I look up to the stars  and think of usbecause that is where we belong  our thoughts surpass  all of this land  and our minds  pass the

L.C. McQuillen 21.06.16 I am tired of being brokenBeing held together by a stringof emotionsthat if one is strummedan echo in my soulhums a mournful soundand all around look to