It started just as an average day, Getting out of bed, saying goodbye to my loved ones, driving to work,...

Wrote this to honor my grandmother when she died. I performed this at her funeral. This is a very personal one for me, it still hurts to this day reading this...

A poem I wrote talking about Fated Love

I saw a young boy, maybe 8 or 9 years old, wandering in the train station. Going up to strangers and starting conversations with them. Not knowing what they were talking about I rushed to the platform...