“Let me live my final days whole.Let my memory remain that I might know love's face.Life don't unwrap me to be fed to scavengers.I want to escape into light - not exist in darkness.”

“If there is passion, let me feel its heat.I want my heart to beat fast,my breath raspy, my skin to burn.”

“I am lost in my world,invisible - unknown.Moon please lend meyour light that someonewill me see me.”

“I seek to be moved, my imagination reborn.Let me feast on poems that feed my hunger.”

“I now know how your angercame from skeletonsthat rattled in your heartand you couldn't escape them.”

“If you wish to know me,just ask.”

“I am a butterfly poetbirthed from painflying with the freedomof my verses.”