EG : Writing

Lost At Sea

Lost At Sea

A Poem by EG


I fear that I may be lost at sea.But there's no way that you could find me.The cold crashing waves and salty spray.I have been dragged too far from th..
My gift to her

My gift to her

A Poem by EG


Not all gifts are good.
Childhood friend

Childhood friend

A Poem by EG


When we were young,you laughed and sung.I took the brunt of the jokes,tried to smile but choked.It was always about me, no one else,had nothing funny ..
Girls will be girls

Girls will be girls

A Poem by EG


How do we measure the physical and emotional pains of growing up? There is no comparison, when bruises heal but heartache doesn't.
When I'm Grown

When I'm Grown

A Poem by EG


How do you know what you want to be when you grow up? I still don't know.