I wrote this with one of my best friends back in 2010 thought it was lost but we found the file and wanted to share it.

trust me I've tried

Let me go...

Am I stepping on your toes?

Love yourself. You owe it to us.

This is a little poem about birth and the hopes/fears surrounding that person's life. It's pretty vague but that's intentional.

Being lobotomised or heavily medicated in more preferable that dealing with what I've been dealing with throughout this quarantine.

Another poem from the "dark place" and this damned quarantine.

Another poem I wrote. I'm still not a good poet.

The winter of my heart was cruel and dark.

A poem about wanting more in life and feelings of inadequacy.

Sometimes, in situations that are scary and upsetting, when we are wondering how we got there, we are forced to consider turning the blame onto ourselves. This was my attempt to express that feeling.

It's too soon for them to open the country back up.

The wind whistles gently in the breeze...

Nightfall often brings on darker feelings.

Play. Off. Unlock. Scroll. Ding. Let me drown.

We don't always take to heart what others try to tell us, and sometimes when we do it is too late.

I woke up abruptly one morning before the sun and wrote this in 10 minutes or less. To my lovely little boy, I miss you so.

Life can be short, but it is life and all that goes with it.

Every time we go through heartbreak, loss , or deception we feel it some more than others.

Finding one's self, speaking your truth. Let others see you and have no apologies for it. thank you, Grammarly.

we should always have something to believe in, find something and hold on to it. Reposting, I used Grammarly on some of my writings so I will be updating them. Did not have this when I first posted.

Through the facts, He wants to prevent the spread of this virus.

Not being seen.

A poem about depression.