I sent out an amber alert for my heart last year

Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.

'writers don't write from experience...writers write from empathy' - nikki giovanni

you are what I want not what I need life isn't so easy don't you see?

A small collection of personal poetry.

i may be quiet but i'm full of alphabet soup ~ #37 in poetry

parallax /ˈpærəˌlæks/ noun 1. an apparent change in the position of an object resulting from a change in position of the observer 2. an apparent shift in the position of an object, such as a star, caused by a change in the observer's position that provides a new line of sight. the parallax of nearby stars caused by observing them from opposite points in earth's orbit around the sun is used in estimating the stars' distance from earth through triangulation. very few art works in this book belong to me.

Just some poems and lines that I've thought of or will think up. -when I start writing, I can go on for hours because my mind is on overdrive and nothing else matters

These are my feelings, emotions, thoughts, and inner conflicts. Some are deep and others not enough. I promise that not everything is spelled right so please tell me if you know the correct spelling, I also apologize in advance. And if you people must know, I have English grammar down. Thank you all; enjoy.