Alexzia Ferdinand Poems

they said he was
purposeful
but not in any particular direction
motivated
...

you, a figment of a dream
dreamt too soon -untouchably lingering
why,
with my soul bared so openly, loudly
...

Reach out just stretch a little bit
i'm dangling here
on the end of a sentence.
a lonely shrug and a sigh
...

everyone has their somebody's
but you,
you have your noone
just standing on the sidewalk
...

Been holding my breath for so long
even after everything.
shunned the life raft
scorned urgent hands
...

on the wings of night
hope dances in
grey soothes the harsh
shades of day, and you feel closer.
...

'stop.
just. stop.'
the crazy lady screamed
at an intersection of
...

the essence of lonely
suits me,
though not chosen,
it goes with what i have on.
...

it's all a question
of who will change first
on a tipping scale of crazy
with a whirlwind at your
...