If I tried to push my life story… I’d say it belonged in a ditch. For my character in every story is that of the Heinous Bitch. Changing the rhyme

Let me tell you the story of a bo… Thought himself wise and my heart… Had a great idea Planned his attack. What he didn’t know;

Do you feel me now Right there with you? Within these walls? Don’t look now but Feel

You could say I’m living my own p… All the secrets to keep– this is t… The way that I feel is near close… And on my soul, I fear it’s left… The joys here most times can’t see…

Waiting for the other shoe to drop… On edge, tiptoe in the cornfield. Rip off the bandaid won’t you? It’s all become too much. Tight rope walking, one wrong move

Real, raw and reckless with my mou… Doesn’t take much to get that side… Got a lot of shit I been keeping… Cat got my tongue or is it pride? Perpetual game without the seek– w…

Everything I had, you took it all… Now no one gets close, I’ve got t… Afraid to take a step, for if I f… Forced to take off running, can ba… Leaving you I’ll feel relief.

Remembering a perfect World A place where I’d once been. Trying to find the wherewithal To create this place again. Moving every mountain

Why do we always 'come across’ what we are meant to... Eventually, at some point, in-time… What is meant for us, ultimately will find us.

As the paint begins to chip the faucets steady their drip. The tree stands tall. As the floors they strain and creak.

As the darkness creeps in Do you look to your kin When wishing to place the blame. Reality will fade As we sharpen the blade

To become a successful writer, the… Take all the classes, learn what y… Read prestigious articles. Study… But I hoped to become a writer, i… I love a great writer as much as t…

Making my way With paper and waves. So much to say And even more in the way. Controlling my days.