It is so hard to pretend.
Continue ReadingI don’t want to lose you.
Continue ReadingThey don’t know they’re gone die… cows I mean, indeed all animals, hell neither do I and yet I know the fear of death. Fresh Fear; it seems like everyday I find something new to be afraid of and one day I will be devoured, and when the time comes I’ll be…
Continue ReadingShould I blame birth; as they say we are all born into sin, so I have yet another father figure to blame for not only such sin but my fear. Root of Fear… I have no willingness to claim it but here it grows and knows that I am afraid; am I alive?
Continue ReadingThis is a poem about feeling alone and waiting for someone to come along and rescue you from the feeling.
Continue ReadingOh, the greatest of things is to enjoy the light and warmth of the sun, especially after a cool winter!
Continue ReadingJust writing what comes to mind.
Continue ReadingWhat are our dreams and hopes? Even if our life is short – very short?
Continue ReadingIs there realization when you’re dead?…
Continue ReadingYou should always go with how you feel inside.
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