When I'm writing about you the words come so naturally
Without hesitation I can tell you exactly how I feel
And maybe you don't see them
Maybe you never cared enough to
Maybe they never meant as much to you as you always said that they did
This world
These thoughts
These poems
Only exist for you
YOU ARE READING
With Shaking Hands
PoetryWith shaking hands is a collection of poetry I've created over the span of three years, here you'll find poems about, love, loss, growth, recovery. May you find a safe space here, may you find peace here.
