(2014)
If it hurts, If it brings misery, Why does it happen again and again? How can so much
A Gentle Breeze Warm crowns of light Rustling trees The summer’s delight Gossamer threads
Death is peace, death is silence, death is final. There can be no further pain. But there can be no further hope.
Was I given a chance? Did I miss that which I have aimed
What do I do now? Where do I go from here? What does this mean for us? How Do
Was it too much to ask? Perhaps this truly is fair, some retribution for past misdeeds or a shield against unnecessary pa… But that is not for you to decide
How can I ever Prove to you? For a chance that was never leaped. A divide
Still feel alone? How, when I have friends, I have family. I have no right
Sunshadows, for I wish not to wake. But rather to sleep within the
A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.
Give. Everything. All that I own, All that I have owned, and All that I will own. My love, past, and future
Why do you listen to the lies? How do you not see
I think I understand Why Adam took that bite. To throw away Eden, peace, love, God’s favor. Because, in the end,
The one I Love most. My outlet of reason, The voice through the phone. A mirror of sorts.
A pit of spikes A trench fill with mustard gas. A stiletto between the ribs.