Post by Isaac Ward (@isaacward) on Mon, 05 Mar 18 16:30:41 +0000 View Full Post Actually Eleven I hurt, And on a scale of- One to Ten, Its an Eight. I scream- In my head, Breathless, Yet breath could wait. I cry, Please notice me, Please...
Post by Isaac Ward (@isaacward) on Mon, 05 Mar 18 15:31:30 +0000 View Full Post The Other Waking with a start I lept, Away from the odd place I slept, I could taste the Other near, Like the touch of patient fear, Something strange I could...
Post by Isaac Ward (@isaacward) on Mon, 05 Mar 18 15:15:11 +0000 View Full Post Black and Blue I can't write- When my wrists are cut, And I can't guide you- When I hold my eyes shut, I'm sorry if- I disappointed you, But I can't do this- I...