Enjoy it

Am I really going forward, where am I going, and really wherever I’m headed do I truly want to be there at all. Rowing Or…; I’m no longer drowning but I suppose I was less loss when I was still in the water, for down seems so much better than around.

I did like two months ago would like feedback please.

A poem depicting me at a loss for the love of my life.

A friend in need is a friend indeed.

Feeling dead and depressed.

Just a short poem I wrote. I hope you’ll enjoy! It is called Sunshine. Read further..

This is a poem or some wise(or not ) words.

Just a poem written by me. A poem called: You cannot be saved.

Broken you stand in the darkness.
Tears are running down your face.
Tears are dropping on the cold stone floor.
You will forget the days when only sunshine posessed your delicate soul….

Hurt floods my soul.