I'm not finished with this.. I don't even know if this is going to be the title, but for now, it fits. I struggle greatly with always wishing that I could carry everyones pain. My mom always tells me that I need to stop trying to fix everything. Every tragedy, every pain, I feel it, and I wish that I could fix it.. BUt i can't, because I can barely carry my own life.

Not finished yet, and I'm not sure if I really like it or really hate it.

Sometimes something you think will always be inseparable, turns out to be so weak that it crumbles at the very first sign of hardship. This is a story of such.

This is probably one of the last pieces I will write on this series for now. I might do one more, but I'm not really sure. written 3/26/16

I wrote this in the middle of the night when my mind was racing. it helped me come to grips with things, and helped me sort all the stuff that was going on in my head. written 3/29/16

Part three of my mini series. Written June 12 & 13, 2015

The second poem in my mini series. I have finished it, but it shows incomplete on here because I lost the original copy. I have to find it before I can write the rest, but hopefully I can find the oringinal copy soon!

This is letter one of the mini series 'The Scrutiny Diaries'. I will continue to slowly work on these, because I want them to be real and deeply emotional. My 'best friend' recently broke up with me and I lost them completely as a best friend and significant other. I hope you all enjoy. This is helping me move on in such a huge way.

Why war?

I think we can all relate to feeling like people don't agree with how we do things... If any family reads this, don't take it personal.

Even if you don't believe in God, or that He is bigger, you should check this poem out anyway. God is bigger! :)

A song I wrote a few weeks ago about a church that God has led me back to... It has completely changed my life in the greatest way!

When you feel you do so much for people and you get nothing but rude remarks, and no appreciation what so ever...

I think a lot of people can relate to this...

This is about me not feeling like God is there...

Just read it, lol.

My little brother wrote this one as well.

My little brother wrote this, so I told him I'd put it up here, review please!

On Sunday, the preacher at my church was talking about being saved, because you never know when your last day will be. This inspired me to write this 'poem' about my experience during that service and through out my years dealing with becoming a Christian.

I don't really know about this one. Lol!

About being lonely, and wanting someone who makes your life amazingly bright.

This is for my mom. Thank you momma, love you!

About myself and others not being appreciated.

My parents are getting a divorce, so this is explaining some of the things that have been going on.

A prose about my family.

I dont know that I really like this one to much, but I figured I'd put it up here anyways...

About all the things we'd miss if the world had no color!

About not having a friend.

About my purpose.

My big brother is in the Navy, so this is about when he leaves for the submarine.

I wrote this in school.

I wrote this when I was about nine, so I wanted to see what Ya'll thought...

Not everything in life is perfect, but I am truly blessed.

I don't really know how to explain this one. :

About me and my insecurities, but being happy with who I am.

About pepper, because I don't like it.

A prose I wrote in school about what I'd buy if I had lots of money...

About believing in God...

All in the title...

I love pickles, thus the reason I wrote about them.