Stuck in the eye of the storm.
These walls built from wind keeping me trapped in...

It was just a joke,
He likes to poke...

(This is my first poem attempt, negative and...

Quietly, she cries.
Under the streetlamp spotlight...

Here we go again.
Twrling my fork...

I remember, hiding behind closed doors. A dark and...
Two solid wooden doors, keeping me trapped. One of...

Your eyes, dull and brown.
Looked upon me, giving me life. I had never seen...

My heart torn,
From your most recent poem...

Offering this blanket,
I could tell your eyes were sore...

Sorry I haven't had time to write a new poem, alot...

The lonely forest
Silent whispering willows...

People come & go quite recently.
They tell me they are sad...