Every time
I come to this point...

Crack my back and pop my neck
Seems my life is one big wreck...

It seems like
things are getting better...

Memories of december,
the snow drifting slowly...

Reach into my hand
and look into my eyes...

How far
Is too far to go...

NOTE: This is not my normal style and it is NOT...
Reach inside...

If I was gone
Who would know...

When a boy grows
he develops a taste...

Haiku #1:
Anger- At myself...

Have you ever felt,
or ever seen...

I see Hell everyday,
But I keep my secret guarded...