Bryce WilleyinNew Era Poetry17 seconds of fameI wanna fly away sometimes, just leave and float away into an abyss, but people depend on me to be there and to become “that guy” that…Jun 17, 2016Jun 17, 2016
Bryce WilleyinNew Era PoetryAtychiphobiaMy art, my love for poetry, my life was fought forFeb 19, 20161Feb 19, 20161
Bryce WilleyinNew Era PoetryMY ROOMMATEI have a roommate — I spend every day with him. He eats all my food, wears all my clothes and never picks up after himself.Feb 12, 2016Feb 12, 2016
Bryce WilleyinNew Era PoetryTHE HEALING PROCESSWhen I hit the floor — I hit hard.Feb 9, 20162Feb 9, 20162
Bryce WilleyinNew Era PoetryMAD POETRYI barely cry, its abnormal for me to cry. People count on be to be there for them all the time and they look up to me to be a strong and…Feb 3, 2016Feb 3, 2016
Bryce WilleyinNew Era PoetryMy glow in the dark heartThe right side of the moon I look up at it every night it seems to never notice me either it doesn’t wanna talk or I need new glasses. I…Jan 25, 20162Jan 25, 20162
Bryce WilleyinNew Era PoetryI Remembered His EyesI met you last year, on a Facebook group page ; you fell in love with me and I the same; we couldn’t help it You fell in love with my words…Jan 12, 2016Jan 12, 2016