Each person who looks into her eyes,
becomes another person to run away from...

Cracks in the ceiling start to appear
as she has her first dance with loneliness...

With one more poem tucked away
inside her pocket, she finds another...

There is a box that contains my mind,
or is it my mind that contains this box...

It has almost been a year
since I let you into my life...

I hear you every night
through the whispers in my pillow...

For so long now, I have been stuck in the middle,
between the fire of the past and the hope of...

If only eating an apple a day
would keep my thoughts of darkness away...

And just like that, he was gone in the night,
leaving empty sheets to lay upon a cold...

I patiently count each twinkling star
that appears in the sky tonight...

Ladies and gentlemen I welcome you to my show,
please take a seat and enjoy your very own back...

You are the sunshine soaring in my sky,
between fluffy clouds of hope, and birds...