Some days I feel like a drowning woman But everyone thinks I'm waving hello While I choke on the way This darkness pulls me under Sadness dwells with nothing to remedyNo company do I keepalone in my melancholy having a personality...

.. his favorite color was purple, made him feel beautiful he had a certain way about his walk pranced ..   he wore pastels ..   my polished Prince convinced he lived in a Palace without malice   a true peace that only a beast would...

Written on the eternal storm is my destinationI've been writing these poems for what seems like foreverscribed on the stars so they won't be forgottenprinted on flower petals so others could read themLately, I began writing them in the...