To the floor, eventually.

A short poetic debate between theism and atheism.

The Deeper She Let Him In.

The world in his new vision without conviction among its inhabitants only pining money.

From start to finish.

Some sick individuals really enjoy hurting others in the name of crazy and stupid ideals.

This is the story of my first love, my secret love. I observed that young love submits to the arbitration of time. Find out why.

Written from the depths of depression, these poems illustrate the complicated thoughts that run through the mind of someone with bipolar disorder. They are a reminder of where a diseased brain can take you.

Poem about finding a boyfriend and the relationship.

April Fool’s Day should be the one day I do not get fooled.