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…
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…
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
Haunted feelings carried by wings of night as shadows fly. Drip drop words from pages then feed the fire like oxygen. Muffled voices through the door.
Most people have a lot, most have a list of gidgets and gadgets and trinkets to buy. It’s just human nature
You’re not what you think. Things aren’t as they seem. Lived your whole life against what you believe. I know that it’s hard not to
Into the dark corners of desire, long left standing upon the un-swept floor of secret yearn… have I strived to press your memor… Which over time of endless days
You wished upon a star and got left out in the rain. You gave it all your heart and it just got broke again. Oh... It just got broke again.
Things to adorn yourself. Things for your home. Things of a thousand kind, what do you own? Gather it all til you have everyth…
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…
It seems evil flourishes time afte… Men follow cycles of hate, greed a… mixed in with apathy, jealously, f… I’ve wondered the cause but it’s r… For the war rages on betwixt Sata…
I paused today, put cares away, relaxed and let the moment stay. Saw feathered skies
Death transcends the toll of time. Stands beneath a smoke-filled sky. Spirits rise up from the past, row by row from first to last. Like silhouettes of lifeless trees
I set out to live. I went out to… My dreams for life set– I could s… But the further I went and the mo… the reality is I can’t be them. So, in sorrow I pause looking bac…
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,
