author - "Juniper Lee"
A poem that compares how the world and people in it see us and how God sees us. isn't he the one who really knows us, better than we know ourselves?
Waking up in the middle of your worst nightmare is beyond bad. But what if you wake up in the middle of a painful nightmare not knowing who or where you are? And not knowing why you're there or what's happening to your body. Fear accompanies pain. But nightmares and worst fears don't always involve either. Sometimes they involve both and more.
A poem about the evil deep inside the emotional bullies that are everywhere in this world. Yep, that's it. Just read it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A short poem spurred on by the loss of a girl at my school. *How am I supposed to write a whole blurb about a short poem???????????????????*
A poem written using four letters or less per word (as per the rules in the Write Brained contest). I just decided to describe the feeling of writing again after a long time, especially when you have something to say that's important.
You know that paranoid feeling, when you feel like someone is watching you, following you. But who is it that breathes down your neck and chills you to the bone?
A poem that compares how the world and people in it see us and how God sees us. isn't he the one who really knows us, better than we know ourselves?
Waking up in the middle of your worst nightmare is beyond bad. But what if you wake up in the middle of a painful nightmare not knowing who or where you are? And not knowing why you're there or what's happening to your body. Fear accompanies pain. But nightmares and worst fears don't always involve either. Sometimes they involve both and more.
A poem about the evil deep inside the emotional bullies that are everywhere in this world. Yep, that's it. Just read it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A short poem spurred on by the loss of a girl at my school. *How am I supposed to write a whole blurb about a short poem???????????????????*
A poem written using four letters or less per word (as per the rules in the Write Brained contest). I just decided to describe the feeling of writing again after a long time, especially when you have something to say that's important.
You know that paranoid feeling, when you feel like someone is watching you, following you. But who is it that breathes down your neck and chills you to the bone?