Unmanned Posted on December 26, 2020 by Lisa Rosier Wounded child Not a man Far too old, you play Absent fingers Hollow heart Empty end of day Highschool sweetheart Dead to me You abused my grace One word for you: Therapy. Father-wound to trace
Neverland Posted on April 10, 2019 by Lisa Rosier I dreamed I slept While you Brokenhearted Transcended Locks and laws And heart barriers And watched While I slept While I dreamed Of you