The old man, who thinks he’s dying, approached me with these words. I am sorry

You play your cards so well. Looks like you’ve had a lot of pra… You seem to have a thorough grasp of all the rules of the game. As you cover every angle,

I see no reason now to disguise this naked heart and soul of mine. You can hide there

I hold truth as the highest princi… I am a liar. I value honesty over all else. I am a thief. I expect integrity from you.

Time wears away at me, like water on a stone, oh, so slowly, but inevitably, drop by drop,

It seems for ages, I have been trapped behind yet another version of what I want to think I know. I was so sure I loved you

The storm is brewing. I smell it in the air. I am panicking. I can barely breathe. I fear this tempest

I am seven years old. My brother is ten. The beating was brutal. My brother is recovering conscious… I believed he was dead.

I am that scruffy urchin trembling in the winter chill, with hungry eyes as wide as your fancy dinner plate, staring with an empty longing

Here he comes again, riding tall upon his hellish steed… Dead eyes red, charging straight towards me. No joy in that demonic laugh,

What you seek with such fervent zeal, as you scour those sacred texts and scriptures, is far greater than

Way up there on that hill of yours; that most hard-won ivory tower. Hiding there behind your perfect guise

Water ever seeks it’s perfect peace, from mountain heights to scattered oceans deep. So too our spirit follows

These words, gently laid upon this page, amount to my sincere prayer they reach within you, and touch your secret self,