Amberlee Carter Poems
They gave me reality alterations-
told me to rest:
tomorrow will bring better days.
I question the existence of tomorrow-
I've been awake all night, counting stars and
it would seem, at this hour
today never ended so how could it ever arrive?
Balm For The Soul
the scars begin to bleed,
take stock of all
that cannot be free.
make amends with shadows,
no friends or family
around these days,