A poem on love.

The tragedy of Haiti dramatically affected a load of lives.

Fate seems like one big juggling act.

Hope for mankind.

Evrything comes to an end.

Sometimes you find yourself drafted to be in the middle of a dispute between two people. It isn’t a good place to find yourself in. Each party wants you to take sides.

I lost the love of my life last night. We’d been together two years. It’s the right move for us, but it hurts so damn bad. The heart doesn’t want what the mind knows.

One of my more depressing poems.

A sad tale of death, with words of comfort and deep love in the end.

A boyfriend is leaving and going back to the ex.