Autumn is the hardest season. The leaves are all falling, and they’re falling like they’re falling in love with the ground.
Do you know they found land mines in woman’s souls.
Forests may be gorgeous but there is nothing more alive than a tree that learns how to grow in a cemetery.
I could never trust anyone who’s well adjusted to a sick society.
I’ve written this poem before but always through a window, never through an open door.
Our insanity is not that we see people who aren’t there. It’s that we ignore the ones who are.
Remember, you didn’t come here to write your heart out. You came to write it in.
Safety isn’t always safe. You can find one on every gun.
We all have different reasons for forgetting to breathe.
When your heart is broken, you plant seeds in the cracks and pray for rain.
Your ignorance keeps dismembering every piece of patience I have left.
Anger and hatred lead to fear; compassion and concern for others allow us to develop self-confidence, which breeds trust and friendship.Dalai Lama