This is the one thing that gives us the pain of not being at pece within our hearts.

Just a little poem about my favorite place in the world: The beach.

Escapism, disappear, life, stress, poem, scream, shout, rave.

Just a short poem about the “alone” feeling we all sometimes get. I was sitting in a room full of people when I wrote this and I had NEVER felt more alone.

Poème d’Amour
french Poem.

Today is my birthday.I’m 17 now.Anyone can pray for me because I am bad and can not pray for all my deeds I wish someone can pray for me to die and I can hug my death.

Love changes with time.

I wrote this poem during my english class, when I was just a little bit in love with her too.

Humorous poem about being lost in the woods.

Come back to me please.