You have forgotten who you are.

This is just one (of the many) poem that I have written in my Depression (I havent quite yet beaten it) but nevertheless, I hope you love it, its not my best work, but I hope you enjoy it.

Another poem.

Rhyming poem about the healing power of crying, tears.

Please feel free to comment and excuse the poor grammar as using my phone again!

Being gripped by sadness.

Poems.

Whispering Breeze.

The poetry that ate me in my dreams. Someone ate him to. And it is still him though.

Talking about liars and not wanting to hear the lies anymore.