May you never have to explain to anyone, Why you're hurt, And who hurt you. Maybe you never have to feel so much hurt, That you cannot...

...and right now, I'm consumed in it's absence. But, not to be ungrateful of the people, the privileges, the poems, the process of...

This grief has engulfed me, And everywhere I look, Reminds me of something that I miss. It tires me to my bones, Plunging sadness, Right...

This was going to be about, Another rant of mine, About how someone came in my dream, And how I miss them so much, Still, after so many...