Matthew Christopher,
Two years is what it took...

Lie after lie.
Drink after drink...

This is a redo of my poem, Happiness (2)
Each day could be a new beginning...

I shut the door behind me.
Turned back around to lock it...

Here it comes.
Another fight...

What happens if I walk away
And leave my heart in your hands...

The hallway is empty.
And I'm walking alone...

Second Grade:
My first day...

You put me into depression.
Because with you I had an obsession...

Cradled in each other's arms, they watched the...
In his arms, all her troubles, all her fears...

The once tingly feeling I felt
When you would caress my arm...

I once was scared.
Afraid to fall...