Home alone with my ego, and my big frizzy curly...
home alone in the solitude that learned how to not...

Some women
rise,fall and rise again...

I get angry,
I get angry because...

I often scribble your
name on paper...

Alysia is intriguing,
I haven't seen her face in...

That I'm already eighteen
you tell me constantly...

..and who will heal the writer,
when the well has run dry...

Seeing Life Through crystal blue eyes
dreams of a better tomorrow...

You angry girl, you sweet sweet girl with that...
you are not a waste and your existence is nothing...

Went to sleep hungry.
with a pale face,shivers...

Another poem
another day...

Aries is the first sing of the zodiac,
it opens up the circle and just like...