(2014)
A pit of spikes A trench fill with mustard gas. A stiletto between the ribs.
People assume it is about the catch, the prize. And, for some it is. But for me, it is so much
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?
What do I do now? Where do I go from here? What does this mean for us? How Do
First, A mistake. Quicksand. Second, A broken promise.
How can I ever Prove to you? For a chance that was never leaped. A divide
You Were the sunlight. You brought me
Do angels exist? Could creatures of endless grace of immeasurable beauty really walk among us?
Why do you listen to the lies? How do you not see
A Gentle Breeze Warm crowns of light Rustling trees The summer’s delight Gossamer threads
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…
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
I let you go Why? After countless hours, After loving words, and secrets,
If it hurts, If it brings misery, Why does it happen again and again? How can so much