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.

If I made a section of compliments… it would only take up one page. Not twelve.

Boy, are we mean to each other.

Sometimes we insult, threaten, or degrade each other. But it’s out of love! Probably.