Hopefully I can escape this prison of a body.
~R.A.H.~

Thought of this after getting really connected to my sword.

A poem after realizing how close I was to one of my friends.

Just as the title says.

I can’t understand how you could be so weak.

I can’t match your ideals.

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

This poem is expressing my disgust and hatred for fear & impulsiveness.

Trey is locked up by his father, he isn’t sure why and becomes angry because of his dark thoughts.

A sad poem.