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.
I met a man who told me that he’s looking for the way he might become more free, less encumbered in his life. Poor me, poor me, poor me;
Sometimes I worry what you’ll thi… about these words I spew upon this… Not often. Not for very long. What of the form and structure?
“Don’t say anything!” spoke the shadow in the doorway. I was seven years of age. I lay limp upon the couch, still recovering from
Forgiveness? Not on your life. My life was stolen from me. For what?
Oh, knower of my heart, this trembling voice cries out in words that cannot begin to tell how deep my longing is for thee.
It is me. I am stripped down to my most naked intentions; having worn so many coats and less than noble guises.
These words I cry do not come easily; as if they echo from the cold stone depths of a long forgotten tomb.
Who am i to bare my soul with thee… and challenge all that you believe… I share from deep within my being as if my father speaks through me. I see these words of love and merc…
From the first remembered breath, I was running to escape. I didn’t need a map. It didn’t matter which direction. It hurt too much for any fool to s…
Late at night; another helter-skelter day, having flown off unexpectedly into alien domains of disarray. So many urgent moments
The old priest gazes out upon his… each head bowed before the sacred… A scarred and broken bodied warrio… seeking inner peace and final abso… An elderly wealthy man of commerce…
I saw him for the first time ever; the one who stole my soul away. He appeared in a dream. I had never seem him before, yet no doubt it was him.
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,
Who of you will follow where I’m bound to go? None that I can see. None that I can name. No-one that I know.
