I honestly just wish to sink
in this depression of mine...

I met the sword on my saddle today
I took it out...

I think.
I just think...

As I lay dying with my head rested upon a plate of...
I boil my tears like I would boil water...

My sadness is just like water
it evaporates but then it condensates...

God, Please, in this journey of life
luminate our minds so we may see what's ahead of...

Oh fluffy, whitey pillow!
when night do comes...

la la la la la
This is where I try to breathe some sense...

And if I had known
that like lighting you would strike my home...

A Star so bright once asked this gal,
“lol, can you really write a sonnet...

“when I was a kid
I used to play in the garden...

At twenty four,
I still don't need alcohol...