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Your friendship is a gift, A gift from God untold, An unexpected treasure, A light that shines so bold, Amidst the waves of darkness, And storms that fill our lives, ...

A poem for my dear friend.

What's hiding behind my smile.

A song & a poem

What will you do when I'm gone... When your eyes find the dawn, Opening to meet the sun, But I'll be gone then, and never again will you see me, Only my memory will be...

How I am seen in life it seems.

To the girls & guys struggling with their weight, with bulimia, anorexia, with being bullied. You Are Loved.

I tend to wax poetic best when I'm hurting...

Another set of poems that often describe my days.

I am a character caught up in my story, interwoven with others to display Our Author's glory. I am caught in a current, uncertain of what comes next. One minute I ha...

The feeling of losing a most loved sister.

Blood trickles from my heart, From in my soul, It's torn apart, I've tried so hard, I've fallen so far, I strive to crawl back to the start, But here I am, still holding...

A tired weary poem...but then...that's mostly what I write.

The cry of the human soul.

It gets so tough to keep on going, When the road is rough and winding, When it seems that there's no ending, And your struggles are so binding, But there's hope inside...

A culmination of random thoughts & scenes...memories...perhaps a story? Scattered through my mind...wake up...wake up...

Hope in drowning.

And as the wind blows past my face, I have found I am in a most desolate place, for nothing you say and nothing you do can bring me life and happiness the way it used...

Feelings that resurface, perhaps there will be relief in the writing. Grief.

Then I jumped, finding myself falling through space and time, through the spiraling ever constant thoughts of my mind. I stepped off of my own accord, I wanted to see...