I feel strongly about this...Please, don't...
Hi Dad, How are you?
I am doing fine here on earth...
My dream boy doesn't exist
At the age of 5 he slit his wrists...
I love you so much
your one of my closest friends...
The smoke
looked fascinating...
Death is not an option
it's a promise...
You stole my heart-
like a pick-pocket; lifting...
Seasons In The Sun
Remaining suspended in time...
Uncle George, why did you leave?
And my sisters so young and naive...
This poem is very close to my heart.. it talked...
Silent tears escaping eyes...
Grief cartographer
Multilayered pages fall...
tell me my dear
the words too heavy to hear...