I was sitting on the train and I saw a woman. Indian I presumed, by the marking between […]
Author: Dalila
Tonight the river flows The streams run My mind drifts For I gave too much of myself To […]
…To begin, you must know that I have never been bewitched by someone’s spirit the way yours […]
You’re the type of person to build walls when you fall I’m the type to create bridges when […]
From light to darkness I shut you out I fell victim to insanity I ached for your touch […]
The tears drop from my eyes I swallow them one by one Wishing to fly Around the world and escape […]
“You don’t remember how we met?” When you wrote me this, I sat there quite dumbfounded. Then you shared […]
There’s sorrow There’s pain My heart is an empty hollow I’m living in pain I don’t want to […]
Now this is sitting heavy in my heart. Can’t share it with anyone — they’ll tell me to […]
(Photo Above) If you all could see my small studio apartment, this is basically what it looks like […]
Life as Dalila 