This poem describes my inner voice…

Just a poem written by me. A poem called: You cannot be saved.

Broken you stand in the darkness.
Tears are running down your face.
Tears are dropping on the cold stone floor.
You will forget the days when only sunshine posessed your delicate soul….

Don’t throw our love down in the dirt.

Another picture prompt. This picture was of a woman looking into the sun with insanely blue eyes and being in the pouring rain.

You are determined to say goodbye.

Here are a few tips and hints to saving money. There are numerous ways that one can save money today and yet still get what you really want.

About someone who wants to get away and the only way she would be able to leave is if someone helped her.

You wont accept what he is telling you.

Our train seriously derailed.

People have to accept it when love is over.