Filled
4/29/2016 “We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is, knowing how to tip ourselves over and letContinue Reading
Tag: Poetry
Vacant
Written by Jacob Ibrag Three twenty one in the morning. At the thought of you, I became sleepless. Endlessly staring at the vacant ceiling. RememberingContinue Reading
Purpose
Written by Jacob Ibrag The light burns in me. Separating right from easy. Sometimes I want to turn it off, to swim blindly in an ocean full of Continue Reading
Liar
4/27/2016 “Hiding how you really feel and trying to make everyone happy doesn’t make you nice, it just makes youContinue Reading
Liable
Written by Jacob Ibrag Lights flicker when I think of her. Fabricated imagination, can’t get carried away with it. She’s in love with another. Laugh’s at his jokes, vulnerable to his touch. Hard to watch that smileContinue Reading
Eyes + Words 