And so,
another poem...

I offered you,
the air in my lungs...

-Never have I seen a sadness
so beautiful...

Although loneliness has never bother me...
Tonight...

I do not know, how it is that we go from loving...
before the days where we barely ate became the...

For the most part, I spend my days asking myself
why do people have so much interest...

To think that I have been writing
since I was 10 and I don't see...

The teacher will know you are brilliant before...
she won't say it to your face but you will hear...

I whispered a lullaby
to the midnight breeze...

Was it a mistake?
That creeped upon me...

How do we take horrifying
situations and turn them into...

People tell you to embrace the sad.
to let it run its course...