I'm back, for how long though?

Poem about a person wanting to let go.

"Well, who else got the guts to." Short Poem.

Something...in the shadows.

I am so sorry, I keep getting sick.

I write so I can deal with what's in my head.

What's hiding in the shadows? Darkness.

A short poem about the colors of our pride!

Woe to my enemies...

Missing someone dear to my heart.

19 Days Left to Live. Chapter 1, Part 1.

I am unafraid...

Trying to not have a panic attack.

A short poem about Time.

Doesn't has pictures, but I think people should read it while listening to music. Doesn't matter what music.

Hippity, Hop. This bunny next stop is the Halloween Street for some fun and treats.

Dealing with mental health can make everything seem to be a receipt that's due endlessly.

Only 19 days left for this military crew to live.

🎶Exploring every gate!!!🎶

I'm string tied.