Also if you haven't guessed you can get to the acutal poem by clicking on the poem's name where ever you see it, down here or on the other page.

This poem was written in regards to a book read called, "Brave New World." It is about a culture that is mechanically produced and has no physical attachments to anybody at all.

Life can look different, choose your perspective, but careful the choice to see the downside. Also a note to all those who feel I wasn't descriptive enough. This is about a reflection in a clean and pure river running in the middle of a quiet peaceful forest.

I stand by the fact that I am afraid of nothing. I look challenges in the eye and face them head on. Pain may hurt but can always be dealed with.

A variety of things keep me up at night. Some of the topics things I can rightfully worry about, the other a bucket of despair.

I search and try to find my one. I have come close, but only found friendship. I wish this whole process could be just a little bit easier.

This was made around the time I decided that break-up with my girlfriend Kat was a must. When the part "Never does it seem just" comes around it means it doesn't seem fair to them, to do that to them.

This is the day of my birth, July 11th. Why does it matter that I'm a year older? What's important is that I'm a year wiser. So many birthdays will pass and soon I shall pass away, just like the like the next guy/gal.

My bestestest friend fell in love with this lady. She moved away and took his heart with her. She was gone for awhile. He was just starting to get his life back on track. Then, she returns and all runs amok.

After I was inspired by an excellent book called, Tuesday's with morrie, I was overwhelmed. It didn't really hit me that not all of us were living our lives how we REALLY want them. This is just a guide so hopefully more people can live on better principles, not the ones society created.

I was just recently reminded of a song by Everclear. It states, "Father of Mine, tell me where have you been". There's a question that I would like to have answered. That, and why...

Well? Could it be?

Allie, you gave my life back the meaning that I lost awhile ago. I owe everything to you. Thanks.