Grief is a roller coaster,
emotions rising and falling
like waves upon the sea. 

Smiles hiding silent screams,
masking misty eyes,
only to break open
in moments of solitude,
in the dark shadows of night. 

Tears fall quietly,
clearing space
for the next sunrise... 

Without the anchor in your life,
you drift 
missing the warm voice,
the gentle support,
the life that ought to have been lived.

Let the boys have their fleeting games,This wolf has a fire that no one tames.Sixty looks dangerous, steady, and sleek,An experienced alpha that makes me weak.You aren't mine yet, but the trap is set,The sharpest hunter I haven't caught yet.I want the silver, the shadow, the chase Let's see how a seasoned wolf sets the pace.

Night after night, I have this dream
There is something there, something unseen
It’s there with me in the room, it’s there in the dark
When all of a sudden Poof there goes a big spark

I want to run, but I can’t get away
Is there something holding me wanting me to stay?
But it’s as if my feet are glued to the ground
I try to scream, but can’t make a sound

My heart begins to beat fast faster beat after beat
Trembling in fear, at what I might meet
What’s lurking in the shadows lurking with me?
When all of a sudden boom a noise, I can’t see

In the outer region

of our star system, resplendent, 

this regal disc shows off her beautiful palette.

A blue expanse partly shrouded under a swirl 

of sprayed sand. Wide at the top, narrowing into a 

channel before curving softly to the left. Here, 

dipping its toe and heel into the partial 

whiteness, as their mutual edges meet. 

Pitted and pinched, they mirror

each others profiles. 

Like a bears paw, 

an ivory swathe slopes gently

Nobody cares if I’m alive or dead,
These are the words that play in my head.  

I'm never chosen, I don't take up space,
Yes, I am breathing, but I don't have a place,
where I fit, a place I can thrive,
a space that feels safe... to feel truly alive.

The sun will rise, and tomorrow again,
I'm still alone, and still wondering when...

will I.... be chosen?