Shizzley

We try to change for each other,As we know we should,But the golden bands on our fingers tie us together,Our souls, our bodies, our lives.But, alas, there are strands,Strands which ...

Chapter 1The names on the boxes flashed beside me as I shuffled along the corridor. Names which belonged to people. People who were inside these boxes. Like I was soon ...

Spoiler! : This poem is based on the short animation film, The Piano When I play the piano,I am next to my wife.When the free music flows,I relive my wife, ...

My fingers ran over the smooth frozen ice which surrounded my brother, until the coffin began pressing itself into the wall. I caught a final glimpse at my brother, wide-eyed ...