Description: This poem was just a random inspiration. To tell the truth I just wanted to use the line 'there is no solace in sorrow'. Good alliteration.
Description: I wrote this because i always found myself saying "I'm sorry." It seemed like no matter how hard I tried I just couldn't meet everyone's expectations. It is an expression of my exasperation.
Description: I don't remember when i wrote this one. It was my freshman year in Geometry, I remember that. I wrote it just to get access to poetry.com to look at a friends work. Ironically they chose it for some award and kept bugging me to go to Virginia put I'm poor so...no. I personally don't think this one's so great.
Description: I wrote this poem mostly for my baby Laura. The love in the roses is my Mom that died and the one in the thorns is my biological mom because shes always hurting me with her drugs and lies.
Description: This poem isn't available right now.
Description: This poem I wrote mostly for a peotry contest and becasue I wanted a poem with a good rhyming scheme. I'm still not thoroughly pleased with it so it's subject to change.
Description: This poem was inspired by my biological mother who abandoned me and my grandmother adopted me. She would always come and then leave so here's my anger for that.
Description: This was another spontaneous one but I'm thinking of putting the last stanza in my second novel. I don't really like the first part.
Description:I wrote this when everything was going wrong. It was written about the same time I started writing Breaking Upon the Stone.
Description: This poem was inspired by Edgar Allen Poe's "El Dorado".
Description: This poem is just about what the world will become if everyone keeps acting like it's Hell on Earth.
Description: This poem was my envisionment of the perfect love poem. It is a masterpiece to me.
Description: This is my tribute to the moon. I've always loved it. It holds mysteries that I believe no man could ever comprehend.
Description: This is a poem inspired by the second regret in my life. Sometimes the hardest part of hurt is knowing that you can't make it right and the greatest cure is letting go.
Description: I was about 13 days into my fight but I knew the enemy was coming. Worst of all I knew that I probably wouldn't survive. So in my queit time I wrote this poem reminding me of why I fight and just what I have to lose.
Description: Following a few compromises I felt like everything was out of place. This was the expression of my despair but in it's writing I learned a very important truth. "I always bend before I break."