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
He did it because no one else coul… Hands raised in praise, yet so few… I guess it’s enough just to know t… but there’s more I wanted to under… I sought for an answer, unwritten…
You wished upon a star and got left out in the rain. You gave it all your heart and it just got broke again. Oh... It just got broke again.
Tis an interesting thing to consid… the value of a quiet example set. Like the crystal streams, or the m… consistent, constant, always there… Blessing every soul who happens by…
I can’t stand another year of this with the sales that start after su… and the songs that play round the… and the gosh darn ice and snow. And the ho ho ho’s, and the jingle…
I wake to find a scene unkind, on vessel I do stand. Adrift at sea, lost, scared and co… in desperate need of land. “Why am I here? Where should I t…
You’re not what you think. Things aren’t as they seem. Lived your whole life against what you believe. I know that it’s hard not to
Did I lie awake at night, or did I dream in color? Such wonderous things I saw and heard, that took me to the other
I’d take a knife and cut it out like some deep-down infected gout if only it were there under my ski… I’d prick a vein and let it bleed, free flowing, nothing to impede
Dim lit, damp and distant corner torn from dream of vapor’s fold. Slow descent to worlds divided, nothing hot and nothing cold. Long ago this soul forgotten,
This world of ice. Forged in frozen sheets, layer upon layer. So many attempts to thaw, daily melting.
Pretend not to notice. Pretend you don’t see. Protect at all cost your illusions of me. Don’t read what I write
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
In a world full of people so lost in the fight I’ve not met another like you, who midst all the crowd stands out in the night...
Is it me? Is it real? The feelings that I feel... never seem to match the world around me. What if I’m lost in time,
