The utter most inner thoughts and feelings of one who has but no other way to express them and therefore without a pen a paper she very much may spontaneously combust in an explosion of secrets bottled up for far far too long. : )

❝and in my dreams i will find what i cannot have in reality.❞ allison has a few things to say to parker.

She told him not to do it but he took his life anyway. Told in free-verse poetry with sparse limerick/rhyming qualities, you don't know their names, but you'll forever remember their story. #Wattys2014

Random shorts and flash fiction.

A ever growing list of uplifting holy poetry

she had millions of friends and all of them were celestial.

Some die Some starve Some cry Most cut And they will be missed Some are alone Some are lost in a crowd Some yell out and moan Most do not voice their troubles aloud And they will be missed #1 Poetry #2 Random

Mostly poems and musings of my overactive imagination. I hope you find something here that you can love and relate to.