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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...

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

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

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

A song & a poem

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

Another set of poems that often describe my days.

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...

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What's hiding behind my smile.

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...

How I am seen in life it seems.

A poem of weariness.

How I feel, pretty much every day...

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...

The feeling of losing a most loved sister.

Who am I? A person you can't see, a face behind a screen, there's so much more than that to me...I read, I write, I take delight, in The One who saved me & changed my l...

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

Hope in drowning.