Afflicted heart from the wounds doth break,
Take thee away from the sadness thou make...

To fight for one or benefit all,
How does one decide between the two...

To see through the eyes of a broken soul,
Who once had aspirations and once had a goal...

Dear death:
I have been calling you for quite awhile...

Education and learning, we dont care,
Values and morals, thats something rare...

I know there is a God
When I have those times when nothing goes my way...

I learned to cope
But had no hope...

Sometimes people lose sight of life,
They focus on struggles and focus on strife...

I am going to live and shine
Push boundaries and cross the line...

Looking back and reminiscing,
Seeing the past that now is missing...

I have tried to let go of this past I created.
But somehow I have become the person I hated...

Here is something we often find,
A young child with an inquiring mind...