Perhaps Lord will forgive one on breaking fresh,new heart and for
breaking already broken heart He will never forgive.
This is my December and me alone again.

Just a poem about how other people think of the people who make it far.

I did not asked to be saved Mr.A…

Poem Three in my "Through the Leaves" a Poetry Collection.

Today, I created a world for you.

From a letter to a loved one, to an artistic expression of the hardest things I’ve endured in my short, short life.

Hiding in those secret places.

This poem was inspired by my scottish wife, who then became my scottish ex-wife, as she did to me as what she did to her other husbands, and boyfriends, cheating, lying, adultery.

From :Catherine
Early July 24,2011.

A guy that thought he could get everything but lost it all to whorish-ness.