(2013)
I wander the desert an empty jug my only possession. My water has long run dry, my lips now used to
Why do you listen to the lies? How do you not see
Still feel alone? How, when I have friends, I have family. I have no right
Alone I stand Pondering my arts the fruits of my labors. All is good and I lay down my bru… But there is a voice,
A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.
The one I Love most. My outlet of reason, The voice through the phone. A mirror of sorts.
Why is it that we say an act of cruelty is “inhumane”? When did that word...
Death is peace, death is silence, death is final. There can be no further pain. But there can be no further hope.
When is something truly hopeless? Is it when you cannot go on? When life throws impossible obstac… Is it that moment when you give up… Tired of the injustice and apathy?
Was I given a chance? Did I miss that which I have aimed
Give. Everything. All that I own, All that I have owned, and All that I will own. My love, past, and future
Sunshadows, for I wish not to wake. But rather to sleep within the
When others see me, What do they really see? Is it what they want to see? Or is it me? Do they see misconceptions
Much have I wandered From one life to another. My sorrows I have pondered, injustices that threaten to smothe… A mind of barbs and brambles
I let you go Why? After countless hours, After loving words, and secrets,
