(2014)
In a glen there stood an oak. A towering oak,
I let you go Why? After countless hours, After loving words, and secrets,
Of the Day. I want to feel alive. Whole. I want to know
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,
Because of what I have done, these failures were just too much. This final fall with follow me Forever. There were no harsh words,
Do angels exist? Could creatures of endless grace of immeasurable beauty really walk among us?
If it hurts, If it brings misery, Why does it happen again and again? How can so much
When is something truly hopeless? Is it when you cannot go on? When life throws impossible obstac… Is it that moment when you give up… Tired of the injustice and apathy?
A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.
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,
What do I do now? Where do I go from here? What does this mean for us? How Do
Why is it that we say an act of cruelty is “inhumane”? When did that word...
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…
When others see me, What do they really see? Is it what they want to see? Or is it me? Do they see misconceptions
Death is peace, death is silence, death is final. There can be no further pain. But there can be no further hope.