“You cannot put me downYou shall not clothe me with a frownYou certainly won't transform me into a clownNor turn my clear black and white into indecisive brownMy aspirations, my dreams, my future, you shall not drownNeither can you drive me into mad townI'm unshakable”
Evy Michaels“I was born in the middle of a stormYou won't find me under the sunMy feet are chaosI belong to the wild things”
Evy Michaels“I blind myself to see the bright fireplace radiating skin piercing warmth. The yellow illuminating a lonely light that unites with the red to create an ambiance so comforting. They burn and hush, they rise and fall, they breath and devour together in synch; creating a bond, a bond thicker than blood, forged by love and held together by an insurmountable friendship. You cannot separate them, you'll burn. She is red, he is yellow and they are fire”
Evy Michaels“And when you finally realize you made a mistake bending to his will, changing yourself his wishes to fulfill, you will then see his ugly creation staring at your reflection and all that will be left to salvage is the carcass of your personality swarming with a plethora of worms erasing your former beautiful buried so deep, it will take a miracle to retrieve...”
Evy Michaels“Why do I love poetry? It's more than word play, less about the pay. Let's just say that for the first time in along while I stopped running, stared back at my darkest worst and said, 'Come here, you belong with me”
Evy Michaels