Jagged
Written by Jacob Ibrag These wounds won’t heal. Cuts from years past holding onto my present. ‘Maybe you want themContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag These wounds won’t heal. Cuts from years past holding onto my present. ‘Maybe you want themContinue Reading
1/21/2018 “I guess you could say I am a loner but I feel more lonely in a crowded room with boringContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag A laugh between two friends. One means it and the other pretends. She wants more thatContinue Reading
1/19/2018 “Sometimes, you have to step outside of the person you’ve been and remember the person you were meant toContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag That’s what it seems like. Rose colored glasses to cover your wet eyes. Holding them back,Continue Reading





