I wake up to the sound of music in my ear, I look at the clock and its 8:30 "SHIT!" I scream. I jump out of bed and run to the bathroom and stop dead in my tracks. There he is, just standing there staring at me. There is a knife in his hand and he is ready to pounce."Fuck!" I whisper to myself but I'm sure he heard because by his facial expression, he was pissed!

These are my poems. About life, about love, about death, about some random shit I thought up. I hope you enjoy them <3

Sadness is reality of every day. I was asked what inspired me to write this- My answer is some bad days and empathy, for I know I am not alone in this, and neither are you.