How could I not see, what was ahead of me, the future I dreamed of the life I imagined, It all came to an end the day I realized it was just a dream A dream that I dream everyday and night for all my life, the day my faith left and my hope fade, was when I realize it was nothing more than a...

Now I live among the dead. With all the voices in my head, Telling me which way to go. Saying things I already know. I try to leave, They scream my name: Paige, your dead! You can't be saved! This I already know to well. I look all around me,

Heard quite a few things about breed specific the last few day on this site so I wrote a poem. Just wondering what everyone's thoughts are on it: Loyal, loving and unjudging Might I add never grudging Always there To help you through despair Through thick in thin They will and always have...

I remember part of a poem but cannot remember the author. The parts I somewhat remember are this: I have often wondered at the epitaph that was written for me, A boat with furled sail at rest in a harbor. In truth it pictures not my destination but my life. For love was offered me but I shrank...

The poem is called my unsung hero, and he really is! My Unsung Hero I have an unsung hero A near and dear best friend And although everyone else around me leaves I take comfort in knowing he'll be with me 'til the end Its him who keeps me together