When I was young, you came with your black mouth agape and your blacker heart pounding with anticipation.I feared for my sanity or my life.So I tried to drown you in drink, in powder,in the temporary warmth of another...

She taught me not to fear deathIt’s just part of livingNow every time that I go and visit herMy soul hurts and heart sinksShe’s waiting to cross that bridgeGone are the stories she used to tellAs far back as...

  Just want to have fun   Hello everyone and I hope you are having a wonderful summer. It has been a long time since I've posted a story and a poem, I guess. Well, a poem was posted recently so it's...