Curled up in the corner in dead of the night. Afraid of darkness and praying for light. Eyes peer from the ceiling.
Let it go, let it flow - cut it with your words. Slash at every piece of it until it finally hurts.
Soft moonlit eyes that paralyze. Unbridled passion on the rise. The room afire in fading light. Fragrant desire fills up the night… As worlds dissolve, so unaware.
One struggles beneath the ever-bea… One rises up in revolution, wantin… One gives his life a soldier so th… One celebrates in freedom as they… One starts his life from nothing b…
A song, a rhyme... just to spend a… I always wonder what you want from… Perhaps an act to show I care, a word, a touch, a longing stare. Oh, what I’d give to know what it…
I used to have a reason to get up and fight for truth. I used to have light in my eyes to know I’d be with you. I used to have a lot of things
The wind seems to blow when the co… Darkness will fall after shadows b… The end truly came long before you… now everyone is going to miss you. Captain, my captain now gone to th…
It seems that life’s a limbo so if… it’s hard to not conclude that eve… For everything we do, in time fade… The shiny steel of bliss today eac… So how can Heaven hold its awe wh…
Sinners & publicans. Pharisees, s… Unto neither of these could I eve… for I read of these groups in the… and both make me feel to exclaim w… “Oh praise be that I’m not as oth…
A million ways to spend a day not tried them all but have to say… that if I had the way to when I’d quiet find and open then the pages of the poet’s hand.
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…
Unto what shall I liken my strugg… Unto a breath without air, gasping… for that which I can clearly see a… but like unto the shining stars of… lies as it would seem high above m…
The Gatherer and the Giver sat at… down at the village where they liv… At end of day as sun went down, th… as soul by soul they contemplated… They did this often for they knew,…
The torn remain of what was plain waves now ore frozen ground, in winds that blow cold ice and snow
I should never have loved in inequ… I should never have allowed my heart to take the bait of loving someone as beautiful as… But damn it, love is blind!
