Sometimes you have to accept that people will not come back into your life. Written for my mom.
A short poem on the things I miss about being in love. Addressed to no one in particular.
I can't always be what you want me to be.
A poem i had to right for a school project and thought it was good, it's about the book Night so if you don't want to read a poem about the Haulocost(???) then that's fine....PLEASE REVIEW!!!!
What's that crane doing out there?
This is a poem I wrote in memory of my Great Grandmother.
I was tweleve you thirteen. We stopped the hate over a common mood. Loneliness
Ever the fallen soul is beautiful.
watch the ones that threaten u but watch those that dont twice as hard
death everyone wonders wut it will be like
Just something I wrote when I was feeling a little down...