Truth wins
Each time before when I had falle… I found upon the ground were words… a latticework of scaffolding to cl… back to the surface with the crowd… I’d stay close to the ledge not kn…
What happens when you finally deci… to change what you’re doing and sw… Is it like when the fog clears awa… and you find where you stand? Or is it more like the unveiling o…
You saved them but then fell again… the circle’s in the sky. Divided fence and happenstance don’t care if it’s a lie. Tomorrow’s way fades into grey
What is the point of going on, is there something left to find? Too many days of rise and fall have left me far behind. And what’s to gain in trying to fe…
Two sons of God, who equal were s… in Heaven’s splendid landscape wai… Both men had sketched a million ti… to build there by their faith and… and face the trials and tests that…
We wait for what we long for, we long for what we need. Impatience and anxiety give root to errant deed that grows to yield but heartache,
Picture frame the moments. In diaries write them down. Hold on to such with all you have for times will come around, when they will be all that you hav…
I cannot help but wonder as I wan… and try to find a purpose in this… Why don’t we have a Moses or a No… like those who came before us had… Why don’t we have the likes of men…
Daddy, spend some time with me, it’s all I really need. It doesn’t have to be that much, let’s go do simple things. Help me remember times back when
A morning walk, amidst the trees,… The sound of crisp from frozen gro… I love the feeling that I get on… where light through all the empty… It makes me dream of times in spri…
Curled up in the corner in dead of the night. Afraid of darkness and praying for light. Eyes peer from the ceiling.
I must have wished a thousand time… that somehow we could live our liv… for something more. And I can’t help but wonder why we strive to keep so much in line,
Another spotlight, make the headli… A final shout-out to the ranks of… Did I make you stop and think? Now looking down... from the look… me and every other ghost in this t…
Don’t thru to pour me into a mold. I’m not made out of plaster... I’m made out of stone.
There’s a magic to the moment when you’re alone at night and a song d… playing soft and sweet in the still of the midnight air. Then whatever the day dealt fades…