I know this may seem odd, but it makes sense
The reason I speak of this in the past tense...
Resists herself from the fuel she needs
She seeks an image nobody sees...
A girl my age
With no friends at all...
Morning newspaper
the world's depression in print...
This Poem is dedacated to my sister...
Ignorance lingers around our minds like bugs in...
Drama spreads like a wild fire that can't be...
Guilt Trip
The cat got his tongue again...
She's hiding behind covers of fate
Running before it's far too late...
Colors of the world ( String Senryu )
God provided us...
I wonder how many children in this world, Gets...
What tells us of a coming morning?
Nuclear; holocaust; eroding ozone...
Societal Aches
Cold stories wave through the media...