(2013)
Why is it that we say an act of cruelty is “inhumane”? When did that word...
Some say Hell is fire and brimstone. Some say Ice and darkness. Endless suffering, Eternal damnation.
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,
Of the Day. I want to feel alive. Whole. I want to know
Still feel alone? How, when I have friends, I have family. I have no right
If it hurts, If it brings misery, Why does it happen again and again? How can so much
Death is peace, death is silence, death is final. There can be no further pain. But there can be no further hope.
First, A mistake. Quicksand. Second, A broken promise.
A pit of spikes A trench fill with mustard gas. A stiletto between the ribs.
You Were the sunlight. You brought me
The one I Love most. My outlet of reason, The voice through the phone. A mirror of sorts.
People assume it is about the catch, the prize. And, for some it is. But for me, it is so much
What do I do now? Where do I go from here? What does this mean for us? How Do
Because of what I have done, these failures were just too much. This final fall with follow me Forever. There were no harsh words,
A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.
