Violence is Not the Answer​

I see such violence while watching the daily news, and I cannot believe how often people resort to violence to resolve situations.

Trust me, violence should never be the first course of action. No one wins in the end. It’s a butterfly effect, hurting more people than you could ever imagine. It doesn’t just hurt the victim. It affects their families and the surrounding communities. If you take someone’s life, there is no coming back from that action. His or her children, friends, husband or wife, mother, and father, will forever be in pain from that loss.

We as people need to come together to rebuild these broken communities. Race, religion, or sexual preference shouldn’t matter. We’re all human beings and deserve to live a peaceful life.

New Poem

Forced to go to prison in hopes of change.
How can we change in a life filled with pain?
A place where the strong survive and the weak are beaten and left to die.
Metal bars to keep us in,
The moment they’re open the violence begins.
No hope of reform or change in a place filled with so much pain,
My dreams take me away because in my heart I know there is a better way.
My body is confined, but my mind is free,
That’s one thing that prison couldn’t take from me.
We smile, laugh but trust me it’s not real,
In prison, one wrong thing will get you killed.
So, as you read this, please think before you react,
Because trust me you don’t want to be where I’m at.

Forgive me for all the pain I’ve caused.
Andrew Wirth

New Release: Seducing the Babysitter

A new story just went LIVE!

3D_2-3Deep down I knew it was wrong to lust after my Dad’s best friend, Jim. I’d just turned eighteen, and was only a few weeks from graduation. The last thing I should have been doing was fooling around with an older man.

I started babysitting for Jim to save money for college. I never expected to catch his eye, but when I did, he gave me so much more than I could have expected, and all I could wonder was if it was possible for my lucky first to turn into my lucky last.


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New Poem: Numbers

We never realize how much numbers are used,
Until these numbers refer to you.
567221 is how I’m known.
My life is that of mere existence.
Just another number,
A lost soul you could say.
Tears dried up,
Lives moved on.
Every day is a struggle,
It’s hard for me to carry on.
But I think of the day that freedom will come,
When I can walk down the street with the sun shining bright and a little wind blowing on my face.
Will I be forgiven for all my mistakes?
Nightmares, trembles, that’s how I live my life,
Ever since that terrible night.

New Poem: My Angel

I used to call you my angel,
It was a figure of speech.
But ever since you passed away I knew deep in my heart you were watching over me.
I remember the first time we met just like it was yesterday.
We spent the whole night together talking away.
It’s been ten years since you have passed, yet I still remember the day I proposed.
You had this look of fear in your eyes so I promised you we’d be together until the day that we die.
I never left your side; I even held your hand as you took your last breath.
I leaned down giving you one last kiss and I collapsed because a piece of me died with you.
You’re my angel, my heart, and soul.
There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t remember when I had to let you go.
I remember your smile, your laugh and the way it felt when we kissed.
You’re truly my angel forever looking over me.
My beautiful angel, you’ll forever be missed.