Alone, trapped inside Hopeless, crying inside Every day an eternity Every hour a lifetime Wanting to scream Wanting to die Though holding on, not knowing why Realizing somebody loves you They are keeping

I'm someone new A fresh mind A different view In this place, this is my time No one to judge me from previous fables No one who knows who I really am Freedom to be me Or maybe someone glamorous Who fought

The massive white wolf quietly stepped onto a giant rock overlooking the scene below. It's fur danced in the wind as it's eyes scanned what was supposed to soon be a battlefield. The figures below huddled

Nightmares are his reality Dreams awaken his true mortality Running from unseen shadows Silent voices call to friendly foes Sweat dripping from his brow Fearful, staring into the dark He slowly quickens

So, one day I was deep in thought and a question entered my mind. What is reality and what is really out there in this so called reality? Let's start with the first question. Reality... well by Webster's

I stand here in silence wondering where it went wrong. Trying to understand but never finding the answer. Confused and frightened. Lost and timid. Without you I have nothing. My life is empty, meaningless.

I am a person, a human being full of emotion, passion, loyalty, and eagerness to learn and better myself and help others. My name is Maeghan. I am now thirty years old. My life up to this point has been