When you know someone loves you, you feel special, wanted, but you don't feel that way towards yourself so you don't understand how they feel. When that someone doesn't love you anymore you crave that love you couldn't understand even more.

I wake up everyday and go through life in a daze. I know there must be something better for me out there. I just don't know where to look for it. In this poem I talk about all my confusion and insecurities. I just don't know where I should be at this point in my life and it burdens me everyday. But then I realized maybe this is how life is. We can't always be happy with everything in our lives.

This is just a poem I wrote during a dull moment. It's a short little ditty that, even through its humor, conveys my feelings about the coming weekend. Obviously, it was written close to the day it was named for.

I wrote this poem for my best friend when I was told I was going to die of Leukemia. I was worried about how she would live without me and that I was leaving her alone. I wrote this poem to tell her that I will always love her and to hold on to that to get her through the terrible times ahead. This poem is dedicated to Kim, who I will always love more than anything in this world.

The following poem was written to help me work through the difficulties faced when I realized we would soon have to make the unfathomable decision that it was time to put to rest, our beloved 12 year old German Shepherd, Misty. The tears seemed never-ending ... she was my only "child."

To my old friend, Autumn. I hope we will meet again.....

This poem is about overcoming something that has happened in the past, of getting over hurt and broken innocence and trusting someone again. It's about love and understanding and new beginnings. I wrote this poem for the man I am now married to, so that he could know the "Whole me."

This Poem is a short description of how alone a person can be even if they have all the love and people by their side..

Sometimes things happen to you that almost rips apart the very thread of you being. I held on to sanity with the help of an angel.

I wrote this many years ago during a time of contemplation. I have been a part of it all... Molestations, rapes, lost loves, miscarriages, neglect, abuse, abandonment, blackballed, the deaths of beloveds, the deaths of friendships, of relationships; There isn't much I can think of I haven't experienced, and sometimes the whole thing exhausts my mind in the contemplation of it all. I am a natural loner and often feel alone.....thus, the poem.