Will Heaven help me through this… will it be there in my need? How much is mine to do alone? At which point should I plead? Is it there when my head is down
I can’t stand another year of this with the sales that start after su… and the songs that play round the… and the gosh darn ice and snow. And the ho ho ho’s, and the jingle…
Don’t thru to pour me into a mold. I’m not made out of plaster... I’m made out of stone.
I hate how I feel although common it seems, having been once again what I swore I’d not be. Yes, despite all the talks
With tear filled eyes I’m left be… to walk in trance, still mystified… The rays of setting sun shine thro… as angel wings which carry you. Goodbye my heart’s eternal love,
Love is a game, a journey of sorts… a search for the one who is right. And of all the seekers, just what… are not all just travelers at nigh… For it seems in darkness they sear…
The morning air to which I have a… whispers softly upon me, the subtl… For the aroma of distant fire has… to greet me in the dim of dawn, de… that time has at long last carried…
Twas an ordinary scene on an ordin… she an ordinary woman on her ordin… Doing work of little consequence,… Could she have known that someday… For as she went to fill her pot a…
Someone had to show me the way, though much of the time I just fol… so you watched from the distance,… But it’s clear to me now, wish I’… and done more to make sure that yo…
Depression and heartache and yearn… common throughout all the years, general amongst all the masses, driven by so many fears. It’s truly the struggle of ages,
A road begun, so distant. A masterpiece, insistent. Divided rolls at parting, provided each a farthing with usury demanding.
I once beheld an ancient scene as… where many people gathered to the… Disciples came from all around and… to hear the words of he whom they… But on this would be fateful day,…
The petal of a rose once fell then drifted slowly through the tr… Upon the wind it tumbled long until it drifted up to me. At first, I saw no value there
I took for granted everything, colors of every hue. I didn’t know those colors filled my world because of you. So, like the fool I am
It doesn’t matter how the sun sets… nor how the clear streams flow. There is no joy in waves of grain or brilliant fields of snow. This world in all its glory