Tag: love

the empty room

Sitting in an empty room
The rushing of blood is the only noise that could be heard.
As it travels from my heart to my toes and back around.


Gabe comes to us with another poem! Read below and let us know what you think! Hands that don’t know how to feel Reach to a father who didn’t know either She had no control And neither did he Newborn innocence Meet young adult…