Strange
My mind is crying in violence; I am now a stranger in this known environment.
Poetry/Prose
The Chameleon
I'm sick of being a reptile; I'm sick of trying to please everyone in this…
Poetry/Prose
The Last Letter
Your presence is gone But we'll treasure the beauty of what you have done.
Poetry/Prose
The Last Thing I’d Ever Want to be
I don’t even know what you are to me anymore. I am not sure whether…
Poetry/Prose
The Speckled Butterfly
Mourn with the speckled butterfly Who was once a flawless caterpillar, Now drinking on flower…
Poetry/Prose
Thinking of You
You've made me truly smitten; And the proof is every poem for you I have…