Why the world's treasure
is plundered by dark, the thunder...
Most of my life I've felt powerless, never stood...
small tiny sapling blowing in the cold, piercing...
Suicide
is wide...
I know i might be weak,
falling at the lap of waves touching my feet...
I was born on a
cold winter’s day...
Relenquishing everyone of your sins
finishing everything you have begun...
Climbing a mountain was such a wonderful feeling,
The view was so majestic yet also scary...
With humble steps she walks closer to the chair...
a ghostly figure. This one was sitting in the...
Writhing on the dirty floor,
I strive to reach my feet...
Don't be scare
You know I will always be there for you...
A poet cries
Screaming for words...
A path that must be found
Like the masses traveling a path of dark mystery...