Whispers In The Night

What is light, To the night? To words on a page, Under the moon's watchful gaze? 12 o'clock, The Beginning and the End. 12:01am, Sleep has come, To undo the day's suffering, To welcome tomorrow's, In the hope that one day things will be different. Everything is the same, Everything has changed. Light is to the night...

stars poetry collection #1

Freeing My Mind

Poems that aren't all that happy Poems that might hurt to read Poems that are filled with things Things that you don't want to think about But that isn't always a bad thing So go ahead and read Maybe you will see something That changes what you think