(2013)
The one I Love most. My outlet of reason, The voice through the phone. A mirror of sorts.
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?
Of the Day. I want to feel alive. Whole. I want to know
Why do you listen to the lies? How do you not see
People assume it is about the catch, the prize. And, for some it is. But for me, it is so much
How can I ever Prove to you? For a chance that was never leaped. A divide
Do angels exist? Could creatures of endless grace of immeasurable beauty really walk among us?
A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.
Still feel alone? How, when I have friends, I have family. I have no right
A Gentle Breeze Warm crowns of light Rustling trees The summer’s delight Gossamer threads
In a glen there stood an oak. A towering oak,
Some say Hell is fire and brimstone. Some say Ice and darkness. Endless suffering, Eternal damnation.
I wander the desert an empty jug my only possession. My water has long run dry, my lips now used to
Was I given a chance? Did I miss that which I have aimed
If it hurts, If it brings misery, Why does it happen again and again? How can so much