*Written 1-26-07
My blood is boiling with hatred...

Can I trust you?
Do you really care...

Sometimes I wonder if you are real
Sometimes I wonder if you're really there...

Pulsating...
Throbbing...

Why did I start this up again?
Am I crazy? Am I worn...

Tears turned crimson
And gray with fright...

Outside is as still as can be
I am going to find a sea...

~*~ I found this poem that I wrote in 6th grade.
What's this I see...

~*~ I found this poem that I wrote in 7th grade.
Life is great...

~*~ I found this poem that I wrote in 6th grade.
There is a home that's not complete...

Heart
Only...

I don't understand what happened
Maybe you can explain...