Never look a gift horse in the mouth.

Just a peom/words I was playing around with.Admittedly this is definately not one of my best but I thought I would add it.

An early poem of mine, but has some of the most meaning for me.

The waterfront will be closed in winter.

A short abstract poem that I wrote.

Marriage to a controling man and agoraphobia during this whole marriage.

A Single Tear.

Originally an assignment, just thought I’d post. Didn’t want to look at the “no content displayed” box.

- From a solider; A letter to a family back home.

Some people just make the world better by being there.

You get to a certain point when you start to wonder if you’ll ever find anybody to be with. You start to think you’ll never fall in love or be happy and you really begin to wonder if there really is a such thing as true love.