It is the darkest, deepest place one can travel alone,
A solo journey filled with struggles and groans.
Every day is a new battle against the same foe,
But the enemy fights back with psychological blows.
It creeps up on you in your most vulnerable state,
Especially when there's no one around who can relate.
Thoughts in your mind begin to swirl and swell,
Which drag you into your subconscious hell.
Figments and entities from your past
Serve as the pain, which you can't outlast.
Finally sleep always comes as a welcomed friend,
But it the morning the ceaseless battle begins yet again.
Poem For A Friend
If I could write a poem,
Love Is A Game
She wants a man
Best Kinds
The best kinds of people are warm and kind.
Without His Love
What has happened is never spoken,
Final Moments
It wrecks me, that last moment
We're Best Friends
Like a daisy in the sun,
I Love You
I never really knew you.
To You I Promise
My love for you is unconditional and enduring.
My Love For Her
Your lips so soft and red.
To My Treasured Friend
Though there is gold up in the mountains,
