My deepest gratitude, to Mr. Ernesto Madrid and the entire staff of the Stillman Sawyer branch of The Salvation Army; for teaching me about true warmth and compassion...Thank you.
Unto the morning, the night’s futu… Far be it to end, but only time th… Ask nothing in return, yet offer y… Combined of heart and soul, the on… It is the tears of joy, all in whi…
To dance, to the music of time; And be sure, that she is all mine; A feeling of bliss, one such as th… Couldn’t be found, in any rhyme. Right from the start, I wished no…
I’ve come for the battle, of right… My weapon of choice, to possess so… I can speak volumes, without makin… Though so spiritually lost, though… The armor within, so battered and…
As evening looms, louder than ligh… Ceding to the darkness, charging t… To enter this arena, need only be… Stature no matter, for time is the… Without a sound, it’s presence bec…
Hold not, to the heart, that may h… For the path you choose, may not b… Severed ties, and a thousand lies; Will never seem fit, behind broken… Of a goodbye kiss, you can always…
My door wide open, yet I do not l… My only visitor, a soft cool breez… I am alone, but lonely I am not; Realizing contention, my foremost… Whispering your name, Im glad you…
My siblings are Compassion. But my sight was dim and my heart was weak. I died. And was reborn. Now I live with a vengeance, and my parents reside within. My thoughts are light, yet ...
This is not over, not by a mile; It is perpetuated by love, born of… An unsure step, met with an outstr… A friendship ensued, this is how i… I rescued you from the night, and…
I know for sure, that God set my… ...Because every day, is right on…
Expect nothing, and you’ll never b… Everything else is a blessing...
Within my mind, I cannot stay; For not the truth, remains at bay. No cry of pain, nor fallen tear; Not even faith, will come near. This silent rage, comes of age;
I beg of you to cherish it; For once, it was all mine. Nourished, and had it broken; In a thousand years of time. Surviving on hope, but faith that…
A future obscured, by uncertain ho… The present measured, by the abil… Unbridled passion, to be reined an… The delegation of responsibility,… ‘Run for your life’, the latest po…
I was welcomed by it’s din, though… The tremors that coursed through m… To try and gauge it’s power, to an… Imagining the force, of a wave as… The surf bellowed with a crash, bu…