Be Curious.
When I first met you,I felt like I had known you forever,telling you my secretsand what I didn’t want ever.You listened to me.I bet you thought I’d never end.Who would have thoughtwe would become more than just friends?Over a period of timeI got to know the real you.A boy, so caring and gentle,with a heart … Continue reading When I first met you
If you can keep your head when all about youAre losing theirs and blaming it on you;If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,But make allowance for their doubting too:If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,Or being hated don’t give way to hating,And … Continue reading IF
I remember the day we met.Too young to see the danger.I didn’t know the devil you were,That you’d fill me with so much anger. At first you gave me comfort,Numbed me from the pain,But the light you gave me faded,Brought blackness to my veins. Your trap worked as always.I am not the only one to … Continue reading Addiction.
Richard Writes. 