I wrote this poem a couple years ago while away at school. I can remember always thinking I was alone. Hopefully someone can relate to this and know they’re not alone.

Because sometimes in life there is just no hope left.

The wise instuction God has ever given to all his children, "follow Jesus!" He is our perfect example!

Letting go hurts too much.

The painful loss of a life… From February 2011, a time of revolution in Egypt…

Only a vague memory, slight recollection of who you are… yet I’ve seemed to have fallen in love with that distance between you and me.

It’s been a macabre day today…

You are determined to say goodbye.

People will always dream.

I was born into a wealthy family who lived in the top floor of my parent’s restaurant. Around this time my problems started when my dad would drink and tell me and my brother how useless, awful and despicable children we were and I believed it.