* I wrote this almost a year ago ... funny how i...
They tell me to keep me head up...

Is it cold there,
Hiding in your shell...

I don’t speak to anyone anymore.
Except myself, in my head...

When I was about three
I asked my mom about hell...

So lost in this darkness
Hands numb and so cold...

* I wrote this poem a few months ago, it happened...
I don’t quite know how it happened...

* This is a song I wrote, turned it into a poem
Why should I care...

* This poem is what I have been wondering about...
In my head, pictures are moving so fast...

Has my life been wasted?
I spent so long dreaming...

A few years ago
When pain was quite rare...

A long time ago
When pirates ruled the seas...

The medication began to improve
My mood, but not my mind...