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  • has left the building

    Where did the love go? Was I that persistent in pushing you away that your emotionally absent from me. The playful person you like to be at times has been gone for some time. Did I take that from you?...
  • thorn in my side

    I see you where I never have. The things you create are circled over the hillside and I see it speak your name in the moving trees. I asked to see you and saw your creations point to you. In my heart...
  • Back in my own bed

    Back to normal. Better efforts at sobriety. Out from the nakedness of mental limbo. Thanking God no longer empty.
  • running like I won't lose breath

    maybe it's just a hard time or its a test from the "universe" I don't know myself these days and try to get comfortable in my own body. it's not good when everyone leaves including your inner self. wh...
  • Manic Deppresive

    Its circulates a full circle and keeps rounding around with no pause. Intellectually I know its a symptom of the Mania phase that bipolars experience. Its like a random flu that creeps up & stays for ...
  • Afraid of destroying something beautiful

    Your to beautiful for me. I want but don't deserve. I'm the sweetheart or the *****. Ill keep trying. I drink like I've worked hard. I'm slipping & can't tell if its for thee better or worse. All I ca...
  • confused on why/

    well i found him on write a prisioner.com and immediatly was intriuged by him. well we wrote and emailed eachother for quite sometime and just recently i get an email that he took me off his emai list...
  • Salmo

    Salmos 6:1 ^ JEHOVA, no me reprendas en tu furor, Ni me castigues con tu ira. Psalms 6:1 ^ To the chief music-maker on corded instruments, on the Sheminith. A Psalm. Of David.O Lord, do not be...
  • LOOKING PAST THE WALLS

    EVERYDAY IS A NEW DAY. ON THIS SIDE OF THE WALL, I AM SHARING TIME WITH SOMEONE WHO IS DOIN TIME. EACH DAY WE BOTH LOOK BEYOND THE BARS, WE LOOK TO THE GOOD THINGS IN LIFE. SOME MAY SAY IT ISN'T SO GO...
  • A poem I created about an old friend.

    Beautiful is he, walking amongst the dead.Drowning out the whispers, Scarred and woundedHe caries on through heartache and heartbreakBruised by her loveHe does not walk aloneI am with him alwaysThroug...