Ideas and notions, they’re all for the dreamers, worth as much or less than one's considered opinion. You can’t even wrap fish in them.

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

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

God has spoken. I have been listening, the message is clear. The psalm itself is silent, if the psalmist’s voice falls stil…

I was seven years old. I approached the priest in earnest… “I want to take the lord Jesus in… He instructed me to kneel and pray… A week passed.

Why are you here ? Where did you come from ? Why have i been cursed with one so radiant and true ? There’s no time for your curious m…

My garments have been stripped awa… along with any hope of tender merc… These feet made bare and sorely bl… It’s time again to bear your earth… Still it seems you know not what y…

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

These words I cry do not come easily; as if they echo from the cold stone depths of a long forgotten tomb.

It was in those early days when everything seemed technicolor there was that explosion only inward then nothing

Almost silent, A numbing hum. It is a cold cloudless night. A brilliant bone-white moon hovers amidst stars upon stars upon stars…

I stole myself away from thee and me, for love of sweet Mary Jane.

He’s been around the block and even toured the world, with scars upon scars to show from many a hard-fought battle. Yet like many old dogs

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

Weep for the fallen warriors. Weep for those souls considered collateral damage. Weep for the profiteers. Weep for the deserters.