(2014)
When others see me, What do they really see? Is it what they want to see? Or is it me? Do they see misconceptions
This darkness in which I stand is void. I am alone with naught but my work… and naught but my thoughts. Though on occasion, he stands besi…
People assume it is about the catch, the prize. And, for some it is. But for me, it is so much
A pit of spikes A trench fill with mustard gas. A stiletto between the ribs.
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.
What do I do now? Where do I go from here? What does this mean for us? How Do
I let you go Why? After countless hours, After loving words, and secrets,
How can I ever Prove to you? For a chance that was never leaped. A divide
Some say Hell is fire and brimstone. Some say Ice and darkness. Endless suffering, Eternal damnation.
Was I given a chance? Did I miss that which I have aimed
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.
First, A mistake. Quicksand. Second, A broken promise.
You Were the sunlight. You brought me