Some would say that one of the worse things that can happen to you is addiction. I would argue the more tragic thing is not knowing you have one.

I kind of don't want to leave my bed Because I enjoy the feeling of being semi-dead

On a dark drippy mountain, far to the west There lived a young boy who was quite blessed,

"Slow down" I hear, "You drive reckless!" It's the only way I know how to drive

Night after night And in between day

Lately I've been flirting with someone so vicariously, I probably should subdue these fantasies,

Starting to ask what are you doing for self? Working for wealth?

I thought about the world and my place in it Realized I must fit the world to me

Walking down the street, little Alyssa swung her arms in glee. A smile spread across her face as she thought, "No girl could be as happy as me!"

Here I am exposed, Waiting for warmth to wrap around me,

An old man strolled into his kitchen on a calm and dark evening as he was suddenly thirsted for a glass of milk. As the old man poured his glass, he looked up and noticed a figure sitting at his kitch...

I'm convinced there's no force like that of a mother who cares and doesn't settle, So much potential energy stored if she picked up two leads connected to New York City every wire would catch fire,

I'm tired of social and I'm not talking face-to-face, But time on the phone

There's a saying, "They/we have chemistry." What does that even mean?

Dealing With Anorexia

Michael was not sure if what he heard was correct. Deciding he should interject and ask what his was friend was is getting at, he shot his right hand out to signal "wait."

It will always be there, so why run? Please critique (strictest sense of the word critique).

Raging

To Sit Across and Fiddle With God, We'd stare in awe and wonder,