So many things we worry of, so many heartaches find their way into our lives and heart… of every single kind. But tis a fool’s game we should kn…

There’s a magic to the moment when you’re alone at night and a song d… playing soft and sweet in the still of the midnight air. Then whatever the day dealt fades…

I never felt to push or shove people toward the God of love. It seemed that it was not my place… “Just give them time and give them… But then I came to understand,

Waking I find another chill encru… where I shall walk alone in step o… to the blighted rhythm of what mus… and the looming shadows of what mi… My only solace comes of looking ba…

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.

I one time dreamed a dream wherein… where every step a memory was, and… I saw each day I ever lived, they… Each opportunity to give now stood… I saw each thing I ever owned and…

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,

Light... what a beautiful light. If only to touch for a moment as day turns to night. And how...

There’s a heart that beats and a clock that chimes. Moments pass as they both keep tim… Opportunities lost again. Words don’t flow from an idle pen.

What lies beneath a sea of numb where ships of heart were taken do… Sunk to the bottom with the one I hated and I meant to drown. For in its hull it carried pain

Balancing midst them both, two liv… Split down the middle and torn at… Tiptoe the balance beam, pleasing… who know only one side of things. Confliction, a way of life down to…

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

I was a stranger, you took me in but I found you were stranger stil… I guess we’re two peas in a pod cuz neither of us fits the bill of all the many ways the world exp…

Sometimes it doesn’t go the way you thought it would at all. Sometimes the pieces all line up though randomly they fall. Sometimes I guess you’re better o…

It was a beautiful story, I wish it was my own. It makes me think of you, so every now and then I turn it on.