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 seethe one who has beenwalking on eggshellsfor the sake of her own soulWho has an empathetic insightWho can fix everyonebut her selfShe give and givesbut […]
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 last line drawnfor their mentality to be pushedand their bodies to fall.
L.C. McQuillen 18.12.15 Words once spokensimply should not have beenWords painted a picturebeautifulwatercolour pastelssunrise blooming over ourselvesas bright as our futurewas going to bebut when I opened my eyesto realityas words revealed their true meaninginstead of the expectedportrait promised perfectall that was in front of mewas a glasstransparent, emptyoffering no meaningor answer for what was
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 close enough and watch for a while If they did then they’ll see breaks in the dust particles that float around to tickle the abyssJust
