Codependency Poems
lost in him
by Reagan M
where he goes
I follow
towards locked doors
and through endless empty hallways
whatever he says
I listen
from intricate truths
to the simplest of lies
......
a rather calm, him.
by Russ Wilbury
Little words that drift across the wind
not with the wind
not without the wind
but across it
like this: I have somewhere to be
I have someone to be.
Careful hands that only touch precisely
spidery and shaking
strong and thin
......
lost in him
by Reagan M
where he goes
I follow
towards locked doors
and through endless empty hallways
whatever he says
I listen
from intricate truths
to the simplest of lies
......
a rather calm, him.
by Russ Wilbury
Little words that drift across the wind
not with the wind
not without the wind
but across it
like this: I have somewhere to be
I have someone to be.
Careful hands that only touch precisely
spidery and shaking
strong and thin
......
