Curled up in the corner in dead of the night. Afraid of darkness and praying for light. Eyes peer from the ceiling.
Have you ever come to the end of t… and can run the clock back play by… and can add it up that supposedly it was the day it was suppose to b… but somehow it seems that no time…
Seasons change as years go by, winter’s cold and summer dry. Life is hard in many ways, yet rings are formed as seasons ch… So, although not but bark we see,
It’s finally the day to come, blood mixing in. Flows like a river through oceans of sin. Long past the point
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…
This world of ice. Forged in frozen sheets, layer upon layer. So many attempts to thaw, daily melting.
Someone had to show me the way, though much of the time I just fol… so you watched from the distance,… But it’s clear to me now, wish I’… and done more to make sure that yo…
Greatness... Born of hearts desire, flame of inner fire. Dies to quiet fear, fades and disappears or,
I have nothing more to write. I h… I have nothing left inside. I hav… I have everything that’s precious.… I am daily given all I need to ma… I am so damn tired of trying when…
I paused to stand and watch a man… my wonder soared as I watched his… He stood as if not noticing that m… they moved without a second glance… Then as I watched he stepped full…
The further I go the worse I get at what I do and what I let destroy my peace
Heard a song of broken halos, folded wings that used to fly. Wondered why I go where I go. Yeah, broken halos as miles went b… Angels used to come and teach me,
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…
All we have is time and what comes down the line. Don’t ever think it’s more complex… Though the universe– it has no end… and there is more than one my frie…
A million times I’ve pulled the t… A million times the voices quiver, but every time they come again. They can’t be killed, there is no… Is all then lost, no hope at all?