Oxygen

I’m holding onto those memories we had, clinging

The bright stars in the night sky know you well......

The tears and the ink blur into one.....

Like an angel, I fell from the sky, my wings broken and ripped to shreds.

Once again, I am falling. I thought I found a way out.

I let the darkness close around me.I let myself fall deeper.

Behind this children's story, there was a dark hidden message. Was he trying to warn us? Did he predict we would act and be like this?

Poem about humanity. May seem confusing or random.

Poem about the ocean.

Would Anybody Notice if I Were Gone?

Everyone has a breaking point. 

Take aim and fire away.....