poetry

things…

i won’t pretend that i know anything. for there are things my ears haven’t heard. that my eyes can’t see. there are things i’ve never felt. things that i can’t be. and i can’t promise the world, but i can let you in mine. where my flaws are real. and my scars run deep. although within all the chaos i’ve known. i’m hoping that you’ll cherish this heart of mine, feed my soul, and find pleasure within my mind. because these are some of the things… i hope to do for you.
-joshua ryan stewart

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