(2013)
A pit of spikes A trench fill with mustard gas. A stiletto between the ribs.
If it hurts, If it brings misery, Why does it happen again and again? How can so much
Why do you listen to the lies? How do you not see
Sunshadows, for I wish not to wake. But rather to sleep within the
A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.
When others see me, What do they really see? Is it what they want to see? Or is it me? Do they see misconceptions
Forces of Nature more powerful than earthquakes, than tsunamis, the bane of happiness
First, A mistake. Quicksand. Second, A broken promise.
The oak had a song sung from its branches. A melody
Of the Day. I want to feel alive. Whole. I want to know
People assume it is about the catch, the prize. And, for some it is. But for me, it is so much
That elusive mindset, where it all falls into place. But where do I lie? Am I lacking? Lying on the borderline?
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.
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?
