I wander the desert an empty jug my only possession. My water has long run dry, my lips now used to

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,

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…

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,

How can I ever Prove to you? For a chance that was never leaped. A divide

People assume it is about the catch, the prize. And, for some it is. But for me, it is so much

The one I Love most. My outlet of reason, The voice through the phone. A mirror of sorts.

If it hurts, If it brings misery, Why does it happen again and again? How can so much

When others see me, What do they really see? Is it what they want to see? Or is it me? Do they see misconceptions

First, A mistake. Quicksand. Second, A broken promise.

Why is it that we say an act of cruelty is “inhumane”? When did that word...

Do angels exist? Could creatures of endless grace of immeasurable beauty really walk among us?

I think I understand Why Adam took that bite. To throw away Eden, peace, love, God’s favor. Because, in the end,

You Were the sunlight. You brought me

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