Poems from FreeSpiritNMind
Sometimes I feel like I'm fading. Sometimes I've faded behind the hours of the day
and the events of life. Each and everyday something one...
As I sit here writtibg this essay for money to fund my education my siblings are around me.
2 nine year olds and an 1 year old.
My work...
We live in a world of fabrication.
ONe that is becoming more and more fabricted. This glamorous live of money, happiness, fame, material...
It's about this idea I have and how I imagine it will be.
It's about being able to drive myself to and from work and not having to feel so...
The stone of knots in my stomach have reduced my appetite to null and nothing.
How are we to forgive one who has caused so much damage and...