We all have regrets. We all smile. We all frown. Sometimes all we need is an encouraging word from others or seeing that someone else is also going through pain to understand one's self. In this book which consist of poems, entries, and thoughts there are stones in which no one would consider to glance at but also sees a new way to treasure. This book is for those who are in need or curious. This is my atonement. How I write when I need. Now take a look--even if it were just a glance. Who knows? The words that follow may surprise you.

A random clutter of words.

A collection of ten poems, some about love, some about nature and some about strength and being strong. These poems are where my mind is whenever I daydream. This is for the Attys Awards, so please vote and comment if you like!

I've never claimed to be a poet; I've only ever claimed that I'd try.

My things were in my suitcase. My suitcase was in the taxi. The taxi was parked outside my driveway. My driveway was dirty and cracked, and so was my home. I'm ready to leave.

Everyone has regrets. Just a poem about I feel about my regrets.

Just a free verse poem about love for those whose felt and can relate to heartbreak.

These are the poems I wrote when I struggled with the demons in my head.