Sometimes

Mahogany Smiles
Nov 13, 2025
1 min read

My energy is demanded

I cower.

Kissing bounded paper,

Hide behind the covers.

Sugar of my words are craved,

I spew only lemon sour sorrows,

A tiny hope for tomorrow,

Pages of pain.

Tucked away I work for a wage,

Makes me question my own motives.

Running from a promise,

Seeking purpose;

I once said,

That you would always have me to relate to.

When my fingers lose strength to hold a pen, l peel,

Layers of my sins,

My way to heal,

In Silence.

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