How could you turn the warmest heart into the coldest heart? tell me how you could do it. Do you not feel any remorse? Can that heart be saved?

Letting the hand go.. not only just a hand but the hand of a parent. I wrote this one for the ones who have lost a mother and feels alone.. you are NOT alone.

“but what do you see in him” they all ask and i respond with.. i see a gentle love a precious MAN a genuine soul that is so so sweet and wouldn’t miss anything important to me no matter what it may be. A person that would rather kiss me on the forehead when it’s time to go to sleep rather than mess up the sheets

Grief is such a funny thing isn’t it? it comes and it goes but every time it leaves it leaves you with deep scars.

I love to call this one “the color pink” this gives the color a much deeper meaning and a different vision.

Do you ever feel like you’re drowning? do you ever feel like you’re screaming for help but no one can hear you? If so this is your safe place love. I’m here to show you that you’re not alone in this cruel cruel world.