Sweeping crisp black-white pages























No grey areas
































A different world
An adventure untold






























A mystery unsolved




























An art piece waiting to be seen
With every word I read




























I release beauty































Into my soul.
With every word documented










the lives and worlds I create









may breathe on their own.
Lovely, delicate, kind, thoughts

























A melodic voice singing



















of all my desires, hopes, sweet dreams.
Rough, loud, boisterous, violent thoughts










An invading roar screams









madness of my nightmares.
Everything














all thoughts












become one












in my poems.