One night while I was alone on a lavarock desert, I found myself looking into the heavens. I was wondering if I were gone would anybody really know, or take notice of my absence? I felt at the time that the only person that wanted me around was my heavenly father and that no matter what I did he would always reach out for my hand when I needed the company. At the time this was written, I was in the middle of a divorce and I really didn't care if people would see me or not! In fact, I didn't want to be seen, but it didn't mean that I would not be there, simply not seen. My thoughts were with everyone even if I was not there with them. Suicide had definitely crossed my mind.
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All My Favorites from 1980-1996
PoesíaCurrent poems have been written from the 1980's to 1996.
