I'm sorry for all the things that could happen,
for all the things i haven't done...

*This is a poem for a contest. The rules are to...
Drug of Choice...

With this knife in my hand,
I'm in the darkness...

I can't be here.
not in this place...

I'll Tie you down,
and slit your wrist...

*Poem for a club contest in which you must write...
This poem is dedicated to my mom who has been...

*Contest poem for club...

*Contest poem for club...

I look in the mirror,
and see a girl...

My mind tares way the hope inside, i leave my...

What do you do,
when you cant get away...

A broken heart,
A bleeding wrist...