He hurt you so much.

You were far too controlling.

Have you ever felt the rush, to be alone, to hide from society, but felt lost from within.

I feel the pulse of mother earth beneath my feet and muse of how she remains unchanged by time.

Read, it might be just a thought for you!

Poetry.

Spades.

Certain things in life can make your blood run cold.

You caused me so many years of misery.

A poem about a person and his life.