Suicide Letter Verse 1- They say we all have a special talent Well being a bitch must be yours You get off on hurting others Your selfishness is all that moves you Bridge- Remember forgiveness Remember

Fall, my secret lover Oh, Fall, your scent is like that of a favored lover If only to bottle your smell and keep it with me always If you had lips I would kiss you to taste Heaven on my lips If you had

“Write On” A Slight Autobiography They tell me if I write it out That it will make me feel better But it has been so damn long since I have put this pen to paper To deal with my feelings Or the vibes that

Seasons of Good-Bye Seasons of Good-Bye find us lost Our friends are moving on Our distances apart will be great But the love in our hearts for one another will always be strong Seems like we just met

Halloweenie It’s the most wonderful time of the year With witches and ghouls, pumpkins galore, candy, and costumes Orange moons and funky tunes Who could ask for more? Oh, I love Halloween so much! My

Haunting Illness In the night you sleep with me Your evil red eyes burn into my soul And in the morning we awaken together to start a new day But you do not see new days, do you? You see depression pits

Naked (Raw) is my 12th book with writings spanning back from 2014 through 2017, I believe this book has something for everyone. A book of poetry/lyrics/written pieces (some pieces are accompanied by pictures),

Linkin’ Park (Memorial Piece) You were a “Part of Me” that never made me feel “Numb” But “In the End” I suppose I was always “By Myself” You gave me “A Place For My Head” and when we were “Lost in the

Me singing Heavy by Linkin Park

It seriously pisses me off that people are saying Chester Bennington was a disgrace because he committed suicide. Well screw those people!!! Until you have lived with depression you don't nor will you

I'm a Memory I don't understand this life sometimes How can something cause our demise? To cause the curtain call so easily And have others only hear part of the story There is just so much that goes left

Deep Ponderings What is it to feel so deeply than to break our own hearts? Giving the shirt off our backs for strangers And yet, scratching shit with the chickens Always having to be the one to apologize

My 12th book Naked (Raw) will be released on August 1st which is like a holiday to me because it is Joe Elliott (Def Leppard's lead singer) Birthday. Anywho, Naked (Raw) is a poetry/lyric/written piece

These Hands These hands miss the feel of a Badminton racket These hands miss the feel of a baseball bat These hands miss the feel of a basketball These hands miss the feel of a real camera These hands

Taylor Swift Fun “Welcome to New York” I have this “Picture to Burn” in my pocket I “Should’ve Said No” But, I was “Haunted” by his “Beautiful Eyes” Now with my “Eyes Open” I know “All Too Well” that

My Last Breath Write unto me the name of your love Stake your claim before it disappears For thine nights are spent longing for a heart to beat with mine as one A forgiving, understanding, and gentle touch

Name On High Fog coming up from the road Smoke arising from the ashes Every day is a new day Enjoy each moment before it passes For that fog will dissipate And the smoke will filter out And our bodies

Me singing the lyrics I wrote on May 7th called Your Word is True.

Dear Muskrat, You're a sly little devil Looking for you Is like chasing shadows And the big bull frog with the deep bong no doubt sees you But he will never give you away The beaver is more of a delight

Took this a while back while out for a walk :-)