(2014)
Death is peace, death is silence, death is final. There can be no further pain. But there can be no further hope.
A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.
I let you go Why? After countless hours, After loving words, and secrets,
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,
The one I Love most. My outlet of reason, The voice through the phone. A mirror of sorts.
Of the Day. I want to feel alive. Whole. I want to know
What do I do now? Where do I go from here? What does this mean for us? How Do
Do angels exist? Could creatures of endless grace of immeasurable beauty really walk among us?
You Were the sunlight. You brought me
So, you don’t drink? or smoke? So, you are better than them? You let them use you, and you take the fall for them,
When others see me, What do they really see? Is it what they want to see? Or is it me? Do they see misconceptions
Was I given a chance? Did I miss that which I have aimed
Why is it that we say an act of cruelty is “inhumane”? When did that word...
That elusive mindset, where it all falls into place. But where do I lie? Am I lacking? Lying on the borderline?
Sunshadows, for I wish not to wake. But rather to sleep within the