(2012)
Was I given a chance? Did I miss that which I have aimed
Why is it that we say an act of cruelty is “inhumane”? When did that word...
How can I ever Prove to you? For a chance that was never leaped. A divide
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,
Still feel alone? How, when I have friends, I have family. I have no right
This darkness in which I stand is void. I am alone with naught but my work… and naught but my thoughts. Though on occasion, he stands besi…
First, A mistake. Quicksand. Second, A broken promise.
Why do you listen to the lies? How do you not see
Sunshadows, for I wish not to wake. But rather to sleep within the
What do I do now? Where do I go from here? What does this mean for us? How Do
That elusive mindset, where it all falls into place. But where do I lie? Am I lacking? Lying on the borderline?
The one I Love most. My outlet of reason, The voice through the phone. A mirror of sorts.
Do angels exist? Could creatures of endless grace of immeasurable beauty really walk among us?
In a glen there stood an oak. A towering oak,
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