Give. Everything. All that I own, All that I have owned, and All that I will own. My love, past, and future

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

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,

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

Much have I wandered From one life to another. My sorrows I have pondered, injustices that threaten to smothe… A mind of barbs and brambles

Sunshadows, for I wish not to wake. But rather to sleep within the

That elusive mindset, where it all falls into place. But where do I lie? Am I lacking? Lying on the borderline?

The oak had a song sung from its branches. A melody

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

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

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