Sometimes goodbyes,
Are the hardest things to say...

There is a place,
In my head...

I'm so confused,
what path should I take...

To become a better writer
You have all helped me...

Time, changing phases every day,
Giving lives, yet taking them away...

At attention,
There they stand...

As I was walking home one day,
I saw this little boy...

One may sit and wonder,
What lies up ahead...