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If I throw my hands into these shards of glass,
It wouldn't be the end of the world for anyone...
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This is the hardest day of my life.........
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Her name was TOGIE, creek for "Rare Flower"
by Sara Bellem
6 lines, 6 comments,
on Jul 19 12:30 PM 2008. In Life, Love, Other, Pain, Personal, Sad, Thoughts, Death, Loss
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This poem is of my grief, of my sadness, for on July 3rd 2008, I lost my greatest friend, my Mom.
by Sara Bellem
29 lines, 7 comments,
on Jul 7 3:43 AM 2008. In Angst, Life, Love, Other, Pain, Personal, Sad, Thoughts, Goodbyes
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I know that ABORTION and RAPE are very serious issues and I know I am putting myself out there
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True Story... I wrote this when I was drunk... ha, go figure.
by Sara Bellem
29 lines, 11 comments,
on May 14 3:03 AM 2008
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Leesa, my cousin, was a three time Breast Cancer Survivor
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Her World War III was thought to be over,
Yet, it had only just begun...
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Happy 21st Birthday my Angel!
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Lots of emotions in this one
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Its time for me to forgive you Doug.
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Contest Option #1. My fiancee's youngest brother has Down Syndrome and he lights up my life....
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This is very personal to me. One of my best friends is becoming an Alcoholic... its freakin tragic.
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What I felt from the picture...
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I had a friend killed in a car accident Monday evening and his funeral was yesterday.
My very best friend Vicki died in a car accident w
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This is just a piece to let ya'll know I'm doin well and I think of ya guys all the time!
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The most personal poem I have ever written
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Mark Rickerby has always been the rock in my life ever since God blessed me in knowing him 3 years ago
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Our childhood memories are now tainted with blood,
The laughter we had, is now cherished with my grieving tears,
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It just pisses me off that I don't have a father figure in my life to depend on, its fucking ridiculous
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you never get over the pain... you just get use to it
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Love sucks but is also wonderful at the same time :P
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It was either this, or a cop finding two bodies in their house... yeah, it was that bad.
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I guess I'm at that "anger" stage of grief
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this is the poem I have left at her tree and graveside...
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I am not superwoman,
Nor do I ever wish to be,
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