(2013)
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
Death is peace, death is silence, death is final. There can be no further pain. But there can be no further hope.
What do I do now? Where do I go from here? What does this mean for us? How Do
Still feel alone? How, when I have friends, I have family. I have no right
When others see me, What do they really see? Is it what they want to see? Or is it me? Do they see misconceptions
Was I given a chance? Did I miss that which I have aimed
Some say Hell is fire and brimstone. Some say Ice and darkness. Endless suffering, Eternal damnation.
First, A mistake. Quicksand. Second, A broken promise.
You Were the sunlight. You brought me
Why do you listen to the lies? How do you not see
Give. Everything. All that I own, All that I have owned, and All that I will own. My love, past, and future
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.
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…
People assume it is about the catch, the prize. And, for some it is. But for me, it is so much