(2014)
Written almost a year after the poem before it.
I wander the desert an empty jug my only possession. My water has long run dry, my lips now used to
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…
The oak had a song sung from its branches. A melody
I think I understand Why Adam took that bite. To throw away Eden, peace, love, God’s favor. Because, in the end,
Some say Hell is fire and brimstone. Some say Ice and darkness. Endless suffering, Eternal damnation.
When others see me, What do they really see? Is it what they want to see? Or is it me? Do they see misconceptions
A pit of spikes A trench fill with mustard gas. A stiletto between the ribs.
A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.
Was it too much to ask? Perhaps this truly is fair, some retribution for past misdeeds or a shield against unnecessary pa… But that is not for you to decide
You Were the sunlight. You brought me
Of the Day. I want to feel alive. Whole. I want to know
If it hurts, If it brings misery, Why does it happen again and again? How can so much
Give. Everything. All that I own, All that I have owned, and All that I will own. My love, past, and future
Why do you listen to the lies? How do you not see
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,
