MoM : Writing

Unsunk

Unsunk

A Poem by MoM


Daily battles fought with a shattered heart,Weary morning and a long, dreary night,demands of her silence from her small part,Loudly spoken words with..
The Summer Before I Was Sixteen

The Summer Before I Was Sixteen

A Poem by MoM


The sweet taste of bitter adrenaline boiling up through my fingertips pressed against a summer-heat soaked steering wheel decorated ..
Lights

Lights

A Poem by MoM


A dream is just a dream when true passion remains locked up behind the steel bars constructed of social standards and unrealistic e..