There is no such thing as normal…

Death can devastate a family.

Some things just feel so wrong.

Just a poem about waking up in the morning and going about a normal day. All the thoughts that one might be thinking of during it.

Whose mind is really distorted?

“You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.” – Friedrich Nietzsche.

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Locked away from the world.

A day in the lives of four ordinary people.

Poem about strange people.