I was once curiously asked:
"Why write poetry?
Does it pay the bills?"

I replied with a smile:
"It does far more than that -
it heals."

I saw an Angel in my dream.
She said she would fulfill any wish I have.
"Should I make you the best ?"she asked.
"No,"said I.
"Just a little better than yesterday.
That will do."

It feels great to be unique
It feels beautiful to be special
But being one of a kind
Is so lonely

Can there please be at least one other person in this universe
That's like me?
Can we be two of a kind together?
Just one...
Please

I've had enough of this
I just need ONE other person

Cozy cabin so warm,
Empty, but not cold,
Cozy cabin so dim,
Not too dark, and not too bright,
Cozy cabin is full,
Of things I cannot see,
I feel their presence,
But they don't judge me,
Cozy cabin so inviting.

stick up for what you belive
stick up for the friend you belive in
stick up for the ones who cant themselves

Isn't
Remembering,
               You walking out the door,

It's
Knowing
               You'll never walk in again,