A wise person once said, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I found that hard to believe until I met you. You pushed past my ugly, looked past m...Read more
she carried me before the world did fed me pieces of her soul until i could stand on my own when life grew heavy she bent not to break but to lift me...Read more
I'm doing my best not to kill myself but lately life just feels like hell and I can't see another way to scape this nightmare. My mind is getting tir...Read more
i will write poetry, i will be a poet, and i will make them proud of me, then i will die peacefully. poem for my great-grandmother and my neighbor.