I’m wanting to see just what me I… I’m testing the water to test grav… I leap to the sky just to see if… I’m shedding my cover to find wher… I’m spreading my wings cuz I thin…
At the end of the day if the truth… we don’t own a single thing we hol… Not the spoils we gain, nor the go… Not the things we reap. Not the t… that we build upon, where we stake…
The torn remain of what was plain waves now ore frozen ground, in winds that blow cold ice and snow
A tale I once heard of two men of… who’s lives were defined by the to… Each man was beholden to God for… so, when the time came that the pr… each fell to his knees and petitio…
Now, at the end, looking back... what else have I to do but reflect… in a sleepless round of ever mounting despair. Despair born and thereafter bred
Why do we always end up in the pla… Why is it freedom fades away and d… I think the problem lies within th… for it is not to win the war then… with vigilance. No sadly this is n…
Does it matter what you do or matter what you say? Does anything mean anything when you live Groundhog Day? Is there a way to please the Gods
Have you perhaps, held on too long to the place you call home? Have you let too much time slip by… avoiding the unknown? It’s hard not to be scared of chan…
It’s colder now and seems somehow more empty than before. I wish I’d known the future then, and what it held in store. No longer is there will of heart
First note chimes, long silence gone. Like breath again or light at dawn. Pure joy to hear,
A thin line extends to divide fait… and so often the side you are on i… for despite every effort to keep h… and despite every prayer and despi… that you’ve used to inspire and ke…
Do you feel the music? Does it capture in your soul the feelings that got lost in ther… as you’ve played out your role? Have you ever sat and listened,
I’m the same as everyone else, I seek what others seek - that path that leads to life amids… this world so dark and bleak. And as I’ve sought, I’ve often re…
Once in a while I hear words that… Most times I let ‘em go by, but s… Seconds turn into hours, so I liv… Dive deep into words, words as dee… Things I’ve wanted to say since t…
Long pressing bears the weight of the falling world around me. Over tinsel days yet hollow years has the growing spiral of downward… unwound before my eyes.