Sometimes I wish to run away. My computer games are about as far as I can get.

A poem about the prodigal son, duaghter, or anyone who has wondered far from home.

Placement, running away, therapy.

This is a poem about my friend, he is planning to “walk” with his girlfriend, both of who are having a really tough time at the moment. He knows how I feel about it, but can’t comprehend why I am scared for him. I love him to pieces. This poem is called views because, I think it shows just how much seeing things from another persons point of view can change the way you think.

A girl runs away after getting out of a bad relationship, only to unknowingly find herself in the same situation all over again.

About a girl’s story.

Ever had a last hope at being free?

This is to try and ease the pain and give some help…

Sweet little story.

Sometimes we do things because they are fun, even if we know they aren’t right.