Sometimes love is easy, so natural… but often it isn’t that clear. Like fog in the morning makes trav… not knowing which way you should s… For what comes the day you must ma…
Pretend not to notice. Pretend you don’t see. Protect at all cost your illusions of me. Don’t read what I write
First note chimes, long silence gone. Like breath again or light at dawn. Pure joy to hear,
Awakened by song of long distant v… a beam of light cuts the abyss. Serenades calling, the lost and th… sneaking into lives gone far amiss… The sound of strings breathing, em…
The state of the worse. The state… Is this the sad state where I fin… The evil inside me who long dwelt… I’d given him home for he felt lik… But then cast I did he out of nec…
I wish I could teach the world on… then pray that they grasp it and s… Because it would change every outc… dispel all the darkness and set th… ‘Twould make everything we do unde…
Now the calm of new fallen snow lies in silent peace and stillness… gently covering the loneliness of midnight city streets. As I walk, I cannot help but wond…
I see it time and time again that beauty’s made by what is spen… A beauty that demands a price with outer glow and inner ice. And observation seems to tell
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…
I wish it would have been a war that was the explanation for the reason you are not around, the reason I don’t hear the sound of your voice anymore.
Was Earth created by God’s hand a… when scientific findings seem to d… Is it possible that all things for… The odds against are infinite so,… For no one thinks a tool exists wi…
He did it because no one else coul… Hands raised in praise, yet so few… I guess it’s enough just to know t… but there’s more I wanted to under… I sought for an answer, unwritten…
Things to adorn yourself. Things for your home. Things of a thousand kind, what do you own? Gather it all til you have everyth…
I’ve never liked the winds of chan… they bring the cold and driving ra… destroying what was calm and warm and leaving nothing but the storm. They make me have to rise and flee
Unto what shall I liken my strugg… Unto a breath without air, gasping… for that which I can clearly see a… but like unto the shining stars of… lies as it would seem high above m…
