Family as well as friends
you can't always count on them...

Uncertain future
the world has changed extremely...

Mother Nature against the world
when anger strikes the air is fuming...

Cinnamon spice, apple pie
this candle throws a magical scent...

Crumpled paper showing grease spots at the corners
scrolling through endless pages hoping to find...

Two hands covered in multi paint
sliding around the edges...

Days aré becoming shorter
nights seem longer...

Tearing up paper, playing with paint
that I must do when dealing with certain feelings...

I would like to believe
that it was God by your side...

My dear darkness
it's time to say goodbye...

As a child I had no choice
other than be imprisoned with two mad adults...

Silence is often portrayed as pure gold
a chain necklace...