Connie Marie Underwood
Born into a world of wonder Aug 7th 1993...

I am but a weed among the flowers
yet I lend green to the sea of color...

Queen of the night
a magical flower laced in...

Opening the book of life
pages tattered and torn...

Approaching ornate gates of iron
that lay open as ominous arms...

Rain drops creating
ripples in a quiet pond...

Suffocation as if buried alive,
weight of loneliness baring down...