I had no idea whatsoever and what to say when he left without the slightest gesture. I felt lighter and my mind and body swayed entangled with memories and moments, when I first met him after years.

A poem about the final straw in a decaying marriage.

You can help your partner more by being a friend than a foe.

What I could write when feeling so down and out. I am determined to let my depression turn into something beautiful.

About fighting, lying, crying, and why life can’t just be great all the time!

Form Poetry: sestina I wrote for my Creative writing course.

This is for the persons are are been abuse,and afraid to speak out.and for the persons who are abusing other.Its time to take a stand.

Yes this poem is seriously called Dishes. I wrote it after a fight my step dad and I got into after I didn’t do the dishes one day. My mom heard about the fight and basically got into an argument with him.

Hoping to be able to handle everything you once caused.

A brief thought on my smiling face.