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
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…
When forever finally comes to town… when it stands outside to knock up… I’ll hide inside, not make a sound… get on the ground, lay in the dark… And if forever’s not deterred, no…
The piece that is missing is the piece of my heart that I threw like a stone when our love fell apart. Without looking I threw it
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…
So much time I now spend, watchin… Watching as others pass by, living… Living their lives. I watch not for the care of wantin… or even so mush as to learn from w…
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…
Things to adorn yourself. Things for your home. Things of a thousand kind, what do you own? Gather it all til you have everyth…
When I was young I was eager and… believing in something came quite… Found new things to conquer and ne… worked hard for perfection most al… Dug through information piled high…
I want to write a song today from… Won’t paint to kill the dead saint… that I’ve been praying in the dark… and wishing the bathwater clean in… I hope to finally find the strengt…
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,
When you’re on an endless highway is there any hope at all that a destination will be reached… and you can finally fall back in the arms of the one you lo…
Look there and tell me, what do you see? A darkening sky filled with fire. A fall into black holes, circling the things
It’s finally the day to come, blood mixing in. Flows like a river through oceans of sin. Long past the point
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…