I’m sitting in a rocking chair, I’m rocking forth and back; Sometimes I’m here, then sometime… I never can keep track. Have you sat atop a rocking chair,

What questions unanswered remain o… What answers are left for the seek… When you sift through the riddles… Each forward step becomes the weak… What subtlety blends itself to the…

I woke up one day to a strange sound. Or a lack of a sound. I can never be sure. I looked inside my mind; I had not thought to check there since I attached this mirror to my face. Where...

If you could read my mind You might not have gone away. That’s what I keep repeating Day after lonely day. But there’s nothing left of us,

Would I go back to yesterday, That pathway of my life unmarred By bleak glimmers of futures barre… And writings left to say. How would I act to such a stretch

There are no words in any of the l… To express the betrayal of a mothe… Who willfully brings harm to her o… Who stands at the threshold of a p… Down which she drags her victim

Born too early to travel the stars… Born too late to explore the earth… I’m just in time to lay in bed, Waiting to die. Far too old to believe I have mea…

Eleven-thirty in the morning And I’m still in bed, Clothes stinking like a dumpster, My hair matted to my head. There’d be paper everywhere

Tongue-tied, the sweat beads on yo… Those upper class children who liv… Whose disdain and judgments cannot… A child who raised himself to be d… Naivety is your only shield, but t…

I’ll be smiling when they walk me… Yeah, I’ll be smiling when they w… Won’t hear a whistle or alarm, Then I’ll be free from sin and ha… I will be smiling when they walk m…