This was the feeling I got in my school after one of my classmates committed suicide.
This poem is dedicated to my best friend Lauren I hope you enjoy it!
something changed inside of me today.
Give it a try....?
It's a state of mind.
The sleep is my drowning; The music is my water; As I die I forget the pain I feel;.....
The story of Little Balloon.
A free verse poem, originally written for someone very dear to me.
I wrote this for a friend of mine named Roger after his mother died. He stop talking to me a while after she died and now I miss him very much. It's a free verse poem.
It's not the happiest of poems, but then again thats not my thing. Not with how I am.
A old poem
Doubt to content is a daimante poem. Daimante poem usually go from one subject to the opposite of the beginning subject, hence the name. This ones old and I wrote it awhile back. Hope you like it :)
Not sure about this one... it was just sort of a rhythmic thing with interesting sounds and imagery that came out of nowhere.
a somewhat hyperbolic celebration of the indomitable human will. Ozymandius in his heyday?