One day I was feeling pretty depressed, than I looked down at the shirt I was wearing and it was a picture of a wolf looking at the moon.

I know we have all been hurt at one time or another but sometimes there's a special somebody that you can't ever release.

This poem was written for my boyfriend at the time. It seemed that every time I would try and tell him how I felt, he wouldn't hear. Finally I gave up and he just sort of drifted away from me, like my words that he never heard.

When love comes your way you experience feelings that you would never imagine. Sometimes you feel like you don't know what you want to happen in your relationship, where you want it to go, if you want to stay with that person or move on... Right now I'm experiencing those feelings. I didn't know how to express them by talking about them, so I wrote this poem...

This poem is simply a mournful cry to the heavens, in search of the remnants of a broken heart.

This poem is about memories that come to my mind every time I turn somewhere that reminds me of her. ( a girl I still love)

This poem was written for my first true love. A person that means a lot in my life and that showed me what it feels like to be loved. Like any great relationship, it was wonderful, it was like a fantasy or a dream. She changed the way I think about life and about myself. I learned that you have to open your heart and be willing to listen and understand your partner.

But things got in our way and we slowly grew apart from each other. This poem is about the way I feel after this person walked away from my side and a wish to let her know how much I miss and feel about her,

When we break up with somebody it breaks our hearts. This poem describes my feelings after my best friend broke my heart and never looked back.

My girlfriend of 5 and 1/2 years recently told me that she needed time and space. She said that the sparks were no longer present and that it was too late for me. I am devastated and feel lost and abandoned. Any efforts I make to rekindle the passions are futile. A new man has entered my love's life and I am having great trouble letting go of my feelings of love. (Part of my inspiration for this poem came from the movie Patch Adams)

Well, this is about someone I let into my life. It may seem a bit melodramatic, but it was my feelings at the time of writing. My way of trying to let go the contempt that I have for someone I loved so much. I know this pain is not unique. But universal. Everyone experiences the hurt of someone whom is very reckless in regards to matters of the heart. Writing has always been my way to outlet the pain (and joy) in my life. Maybe even share it with another and give them comfort in knowing they are not alone.