Weak, weak, weak. My mind is in a fog. My vision is in a haze. This is how I spent many of my days. Days, weeks, months, years… My inner being drowning from tears. …

I am who I am, and you are who you are.  Respect. Trust. Love. Near and far. Our time together is up to the stars. It’s all up in the air but in one …

I have a tortured mind and you may too. After you read this poem, may I suggest to say, “I release you.” The mind is cunning… Oh yes, it’s wise. But these thoughts are …

I forgive you. One day, this may be true…. But for now and first off, FUCK YOU! Oh, don’t worry…by “YOU” I mean me too. But for now, let’s get back to you… Yes, …

Dark thoughts at night, may you see the light. Dark thoughts at night, I release your fright. Dark thoughts at night, it’s my time to bite. Dark thoughts at night, it’s time to turn …

She took the same book out of her church library about 30 times between the ages of 8 to ten. Oh,  how I wish I could have held her close and told her again …