My Earnest Wish
If I had a fairy godmother with a magic wand or an angel of wishes with hope on wings or a lamp with endless genies, this is what I would wish for.…
If I had a fairy godmother with a magic wand or an angel of wishes with hope on wings or a lamp with endless genies, this is what I would wish for.…
The prison could be physical or emotional.The prisoner could be anyone. Your family/friends/lover.A prison whether a prison of love or hate has you feeling suffocated and desperate to break free. Breaking free is easier said than done. What do you do when you love your prisoner? You hate being in a prison and what the person is doing to you yet you love them.Conflicting emotions on your mind right now? Well read on then!…
Not all good things have to end. Some go on forever once they start. Lets make this one of those? :)…
Sometimes giving up is not an option you have the luxury of choosing.…
When was the last time you were everywhere but felt like you were going nowhere?Sat in a room full of people yet felt alone?Said a million words but didn’t make a sound?…
Caught between Holding On and Letting Go…
I know a Hero. Do you?…
Even the darkest of days turn bright when you have a friend by your side. Let me be your light?…
Bi-Polar Disorder.Of course you have heard of it. Lately its considered "cool" being bi-polar. Cool?? It ain't! Not for the ones who have it nor the ones who have to deal with a bi-polar person. Its frustuating! It is like a tornado, eating you up inside and also changing everything and everyone it comes in contact with, irrecovably. So hell yeah, it is frustuating!This poem just talks about a fraction of the feelings a bi-polar person experiences, just a mere fraction. Its a lot more complicated then this. The only way you'd understand all that being bi-polar entails is if you were one. So consider yourself lucky if you cannot understand/relate to this.…