The average human being spends every second of his day fighting against the force of nature to see another day. But I'm different. I'm not afraid of outside forces to take my life away - only myself. Approximately 10 years ago, something happened to me. Something really bad. But I'm not allowed to talk about it. As a way to release my frustration, I give hell to my body and everyone I come in contact with - especially my parents. No one knows about what happened except the ones who did it...and Him. But he didn't stay. Now, he's back and he's not talking either. I want to stop hurting, I need to stop. Make me stop.

The secret's out. My conscious and my heart feel lighter but why isn't my life getting better? They say when a door closes, God opens a window but I can't find this freaking window no matter how hard I look. All I can see are the monsters chasing me, pushing me further along the slippery cliff I'm already in. I'm scared, really scared. Please make them stop.

My life is a series of thresholds that I overcome through poetry. Love, loss, pain, regret, humor, irony, word play, and even sarcasm are as much apart of my life as they are central to my poems here. I am Thresheld. UPDATE: It's been quite a few years since I started this book, and it has become rather prolific. I am currently working on organizing my poetry to make it easy to navigate. For now I've posted my recommendations and a few favorite shorts. Feel free to check out anything here there is no order you need to read in and there isn't any separation of emotional content so who knows what you might get. Anyways leave a comment, pretty please :3

A collection of poems that I have written exploring modern issues such as war, terrorism, suicide, mental health and capital punishment. In addition a few other more unique poems that focus on topics like insanity, monster, money and philosophy. Each poem is separate and has a different focus and subject. I don't claim to be a natural poet however if people read and enjoy them, then it will be worthwhile. Hope you enjoy. What's the meaning of life? Do we really have a purpose? There's no way to win the race, the race known as humanity. And how do we suceed? Or is all of it just worthless? Chasing this futile ambition, will lead to your insanity. The solution to the problem, that'll be peoples saviour. The answer to The question, Am I A Failure?