A piece of metaphorical writing about letting go.

When things are spinning out of control, stand still and wait for them to stop.

No problem God found me a long time ago. Don’t need you anymore…

Leaving and not looking back. Finding the place called happiness.

This is a poem I wrote one day when the shock had finished setting in and my apathy had taken over, a week or so after my longest relationship ended.

Poetry in action. A new type of poetry where you let your mind start at one topic and you see where you end up. Of course somethings you try and edit but the less editing then the more originality it will obtain.

I’m thanking you for all you’ve done and letting me be me.

Some say it is better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all. I disagree.

I scribble when it’s raining.

My continuing quest for answers. I have had a tumultuous year and I am trying to find myself still.