(2014)
At this point, my anxiety and depression were snowballing into what they are today.
Sunshadows, for I wish not to wake. But rather to sleep within the
A pit of spikes A trench fill with mustard gas. A stiletto between the ribs.
Why do you listen to the lies? How do you not see
A Gentle Breeze Warm crowns of light Rustling trees The summer’s delight Gossamer threads
Why is it that we say an act of cruelty is “inhumane”? When did that word...
First, A mistake. Quicksand. Second, A broken promise.
The one I Love most. My outlet of reason, The voice through the phone. A mirror of sorts.
Give. Everything. All that I own, All that I have owned, and All that I will own. My love, past, and future
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.
I let you go Why? After countless hours, After loving words, and secrets,
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
That elusive mindset, where it all falls into place. But where do I lie? Am I lacking? Lying on the borderline?
I think I understand Why Adam took that bite. To throw away Eden, peace, love, God’s favor. Because, in the end,
I wander the desert an empty jug my only possession. My water has long run dry, my lips now used to