Death is peace, death is silence, death is final. There can be no further pain. But there can be no further hope.

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,

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

In a glen there stood an oak. A towering oak,

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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,