Category: Poems

In the darkest nights, the path is lit by countless dying stars.

If you get it, you get it.

Hope for a stray sunbeam.

Some people, through some cruel twist of fate, do not know how to love.

My love will not inflict pain.

For the many friends I miss.

Insignificance is important.

Anxiety.

Let us see where we are taken.

Lovesick