Confessions of an angel
I am afraid to fall and cry my words away...

I cannot help but to tremble
I cannot help but to smile...

So what is it that you want from me?
you seek trough me finding nothing...

When did it happen? When did I start becoming my...

From falling distance and into the aching love the...

Letters to Satan
Dear Father...

Negative from a summer flashback
And as I ran from her my tears fell to the ground...

Obnoxious realities of a blue ocean
Oh say so sweet blue love...

I wrote this poem to a person who came into my...
So the miles have gone into the wind and the...

My pleasure, my pain
My love, my hate...

If such complexity of the things I believe to know
The lack of ceirtanty...

Sometimes I wonder if it could be the night...
Sometimes I wonder if it is the laughs of so many...