Finding strength to emerge through my past and over come addiction or at least learn to live with it.

I miss her and I can’t stop thinking about her so I write about her. This young life should not of ben takin so soon. R.I.P. olivia <3.

A poem about the refreshing affect of having new people enter your life.

"To sleep, perchance to dream…ah, sweet sleep, that knits up the raveled sleeve of care."

My glorious Hwang…