It's been three years since civilization collapsed. The United States lies divided, the last traces of humanity hiding within strongholds known as quarantines, separated by thick swathes of empty, desolate land known as dead zones. Ultimately isolated, without contact from anyone else but the people within their own quarantine, how will they survive when the zombie hordes overrun the last safe places on Earth?

This collection of poems is where I am going to post poems unworthy to be grouped with other poems that I post on Wattpad. They will be ranging anywhere from very short one-stanza poems to very long poems. I do not own any of the pictures that I used and edited to make my cover. Thanks for reading, I really appreciate people commenting and voting, you don't even have to vote- just comment on your thoughts about my poem. Whether it is criticism or praise, I appreciate it all the same.

And when the game is done and we’re left alone You leave me again and drive her home And you even waved goodbye To the girl who’s still waiting on the sidelines.

Poetry collection of thoughts, feelings, and random snippets of my everyday life.

During a time of my life I struggled with certain encounters in my life and I hit literally rock bottom. So during that period of time someone told me that to deal with my issues I should write, I got into writing stories, poetry and even songs. So here is a bundle of poetry that's pretty damn deep and meaningful to me, you don't have to read it but I'd like to think that somehow maybe this could help those that are where I used to be and sometimes go back to. It's very personal and important to me, some stuff I have no idea where it came from and what event in my life made me write it, sometimes it's about other people's troubles that I needed to express whilst helping them and others are daydreams of love stories of meeting and splitting up, but mostly? All mine. So please read it and enjoy and if you have troubles please feel free to chat to me, I am happy to help. Mostly, I hope you enjoy listening to my heart.

- Currently in severe editing mode. - In many ways, people are like crooked teeth. Flawed, misshaped or formed, different. Never perfect. In the lives of Will Turner, Aislyn Kennedy, and Natalie Rivers, these flaws are shown with each layer that's peeled away and each wall that's broken down, slowly revealing each and every dark secret they have. But with secrets, fear builds. And with fear building, how can these three live their lives knowing that any slip up could possibly mean social suicide? Collaborative project by @AFatalReality and @sailbones