A poem that was abandoned for too long… withering, and freezing in the harsh bitterness.

A poem I wrote about when you fight with a loved one.

Poetry.

Choices need to be made…yes it does…they need to be made. We’re not kids anymore, we don’t have grown ups to take on the responsibilities we have to deal with. We’re heading to a new world…the world outside our own ego…

Something I wrote about life.

When true love doesn’t return its affection.

About life and love.

About the light and dark sides of love.

About how we help each other here on Triond.

With everything going on, it’s a miracle I finished. I know it’s rough, but it’s about a family that has just gotten their first kid.