I wrote this poem a few years ago while inspired by the beauty of the snow and the stillness of the night. It relates the passage of time to the beauty of a snowy evening.

This is the dream I had every night while I was in therapy.

Falling through the cracks of sanity,struggling.

Another poem. I feel as though it may be my best yet.

Something I wrote when I felt down.

Just a poem written by me. A poem called: You cannot be saved.

Broken you stand in the darkness.
Tears are running down your face.
Tears are dropping on the cold stone floor.
You will forget the days when only sunshine posessed your delicate soul….

The angel of light is masquerading – stealing souls in the race to hell.

I am looking for answers.

Don’t let any of negative things in this world bring you down! You deserve happiness! So let that inner glow in you shine like the sun! The sweet and precious star you inside!

The days and nights always come and go; but, not the light in the world full of high spirits of delight. Well hidden in such a lonely world full of fear and fright; but, God’s arms cuddle the world with warmth, love and care for the rest to share.