Hello, It seems you also are confined wit… I’ve known them all my life just like this constant strife and… Invisible chains

Wandering minds meet wandering fee… Along that dusty road Torn and tattered clothes flow Off of young soft supple bodies Heat exchanged from palms to bosom

I want to die. with every breath I take– I slowly slip away I want to die. with every step I take–

How attractive is vulnerability? Because nowadays all I see is wea… shared between many individuals People say they want to go deeper… That they want to peek into our so…

Why do I write? I used to know but now its just an… Escape from the reality that I li… From the silencing pain that I go… Whether its being afraid of separa…

I lost the idea of life. The only constant is pain, pain that dances along a strife fi… mixed with tears that drop upon my… just like rain...

Have I ever written clearly? Have my words been too vague? You know those words as well.. Unless amnesia became well known But for you

Lost children seek warmth within the souls of friends and lo… reaching for the stars but landing… Lost children seek love within the hearts of friends and l…

I sit here with my pen in my hand Waiting to write down the next ins… But when will it come? I sit here with my coffee, a cup that reflects the darkness w…

I sit here rereading every word I… Hiding my feelings in these lines—… To explain who I was and who I am Yet I still yearn to cross that t… To see what’s beyond the sea

As they flip through pages and pag… Smiles on their faces, wider than… Laughter filled the air, so much t… Two people joined together, even w… As they flip through pages and pag…