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What's hiding behind my smile.

The cry of the human soul.

Another set of poems that often describe my days.

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

A poem for my dear friend.

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...

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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...

Hope in drowning.

A poem of weariness.

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

A song & a poem

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...

Though I dwindle I will stand, Love has come & holds my hand, I feel the warmth inside me rise, this feeling reaches to the skies, A feeling beyond what I've ever known...

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...

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...

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...