(2013)
A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.
What do I do now? Where do I go from here? What does this mean for us? How Do
Death is peace, death is silence, death is final. There can be no further pain. But there can be no further hope.
That elusive mindset, where it all falls into place. But where do I lie? Am I lacking? Lying on the borderline?
Forces of Nature more powerful than earthquakes, than tsunamis, the bane of happiness
Sunshadows, for I wish not to wake. But rather to sleep within the
I let you go Why? After countless hours, After loving words, and secrets,
Give. Everything. All that I own, All that I have owned, and All that I will own. My love, past, and future
A Gentle Breeze Warm crowns of light Rustling trees The summer’s delight Gossamer threads
Some say Hell is fire and brimstone. Some say Ice and darkness. Endless suffering, Eternal damnation.
The one I Love most. My outlet of reason, The voice through the phone. A mirror of sorts.
I wander the desert an empty jug my only possession. My water has long run dry, my lips now used to
People assume it is about the catch, the prize. And, for some it is. But for me, it is so much
Of the Day. I want to feel alive. Whole. I want to know
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
