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

Hope in drowning.

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

How I am seen in life it seems.

The cry of the human soul.

Another set of poems that often describe my days.

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

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

How I feel, pretty much every day...

A poem of weariness.

A poem for my dear friend.

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

A song & a poem

What's hiding behind my smile.

I'm not sure what happened today, it went from good to bad. I don't know how a day that seems so sweet can easily end up sad. I lose myself in the emotions of the deep...

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...

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, ...

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...

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...