The winter has passed

The snow no longer falls

I awake to a sunshine

A glimpse of light

Before covered by your envy

The gray clouds roll in

They surround you

The shine is now gloom

And your shoulders heavy with ice

Unhealthy Criticism


Ice Cold

The last breath


She looked so beautiful

Lying there

Brown and pink coverings

A red and white bow gracefully placed on her head

Transparent tubes and machines

All surrounding her

Decisions to make regarding a life

A life just given yet disintegrating

Today she will take her last breath

The star in her eyes

Ever wonder what life would be like if stars didn’t exist? Would the moon still shine as pretty as it does. Would the sun stop hiding at night?

What if stars could travel, light years, teleportation, could we be reincarnated stars? Creating our own destinies by plucking from the sky….

Our world idolizes stars. We create, manifest and praise them. They alter our perceptions of ourselves, feeling the need to over compensate.

But you are a star┬áin my eyes….shine away!