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,

First, A mistake. Quicksand. Second, A broken promise.

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

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

Was I given a chance? Did I miss that which I have aimed

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

Of the Day. I want to feel alive. Whole. I want to know

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

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

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

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

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