I’ve not been one to take it slow, just like the tulips break through… in eager haste to taste of Spring. So likewise I want everything. Each day more warm,
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,
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…
Look there and tell me, what do you see? A darkening sky filled with fire. A fall into black holes, circling the things
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…
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…
I thought to change one hair tonig… from white to black, atop my head. It seemed a try would be alright while lying here upon my bed. I called out to the powers that be
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,
The further I go the worse I get at what I do and what I let destroy my peace
How odd this ragged stranger seems who jarred me from my frozen stare… at dust and dreams and other thing… for which I spend my time and care… No other man hath paid him mind,
There’s less than two hours to walk in the sand. To sail the wide oceans and see foreign lands. There’s less than two hours
Write me a poem she said from her… and tell the dark secrets that lie… Dig it all up from the deepest of… Tell in your poem what you’ve not… Write your way through all the lay…
What are the things that we live f… Can we honestly say they’re the th… that if push came to shove we woul… The thought leaves me contemplatin… how totally different it would all…
Picture frame the moments. In diaries write them down. Hold on to such with all you have for times will come around, when they will be all that you hav…
Why should I try to make sense of… when thus far all endeavors have f… Why should I struggle to win in t… when each chance that I’ve had I’… What can I make of the pieces tha…
