“Some say the world will end in fire,Some say in ice.From what I’ve tasted of desireI hold with those who favor fire.But if it had to perish twice,I think I know enough of hateTo say that for destruction iceIs also greatAnd would suffice.”– “Fire and Ice”by Robert Frost Ice consumes …

Change is happening before my eyes. IWalk through the orchard in the dead of night.Peacefully I see stars and sky to find A place where I can shine like stars so bright.The stars spell out words I’ve been trying to hear,Like life will turn around, and life’s all right. I’ve …

There is a trying war inside my headIt’s drifting to my soul, my head, my heart—Consuming me, tearing on every thread,And ripping all my deepest thoughts apart. I’ve tried. The battle’s getting harder though,With lost outcomes, making the things I sayLook blurred against how I really feel soI’ve lost which …

The house is empty—nothing left.Desolation fills the halls.Everything left unkempt. These walls were once a home beforeAll the tables fell.Now all that is left is darkness, fingerprints no more. From the depths of my soulThe air is suffocating mePiercing my heart, freezing my bones. Desolation clings to the walls, like …

There’s a dead man walking in my mind.He reminds me of all my faults all the time.He tells me I’m not good enough to do all I wish,Like my dreams are more than I could ever accomplish. The dead man shows me all I wish to ignore:The things that set …

I sat alone on that plush couch that I always hated—so fancy yet so uncomfortable. So very uncomfortable. You don’t understand me. No, I don’t think you do. I sat alone on this empty couch waiting—just waiting. I wouldn’t be here otherwise. When my name was called, I sprung up …

You’ve never seen the worst of her,The worst parts, the mess that she is,The broken pieces that don’t fit anywhere else but here, on this page.I guess you don’t deserve that torture, or maybe you do—The kind of torture where someone bears their whole soul to you.That awful torture where …

I walk along the road,Paved with regrets of past mistakes.The road grows heavy with sticks and stones.It gets harder to trek every time I wake—Wake from this terrible dream, becoming a reality,The burdens towering high on my back.The road is lonely, cold, and dark.It’s the motivation to push through that …

The stars shone bright, brighter than those diamond eyes of yours . . .I might like the stars better because the stars won’t look at me the way you do. I don’t like that look, not always. The shrug, the tilted, forced smile, and the warm eyes.Those eyes! How I …

Love is the best and the worst,The most predictable and unpredictable,The greatest feeling and yet the most disappointing,The limitless and limiting,The most reliable and still uncertain,The thing I want but am so afraid of. But beyond all that, you are the strongest and weakest with it.And I’m afraid of the …