I long for freedom.
I just want to make someone happy.
I'm a winner.
We always ruin the angels.
I was drowning...
Despair and depression pull us in. Two poems, two people, two stories, one a failure, the other success.
War terrorizes even the strong-hearted
Pain does not only reside in death
My life story... Somewhat...
Here is my first work. I did it at 1:00, and, by the by, don't ask your friends for words that rhyme with 'tounge'. Mine were monouloging about 'dung' and 'lungs'.
Is death really the end? In loving memory of Vent.
It's a poem I wrote for my boyfriend. Apparently I wrote it march 14 2006.
Based on a Song. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. Rated such simply because of what is implied.
Something I wrote for my husband. Yeah,... he didn't get it. So I might as well post it.