I read such woeful words penned by a fallen brother; his message cut me deeply. He prayed to all that’s holy that he might cry again.

Seems no way out, but deep within. There’s a resonant voice calling from the depths of my being; I am not what you imagine me to be…

What lingers within me is ancient… prepared for the worst of all poss… No matter how deeply I rest while… it’s forever awake, coiled and rea… It seems to be from before there w…

My bucket had a hole in it. I kept trying to fill it. The more I tried, the more flowed down the drain. It wasn’t for lack of what was nee…

A subtle movement, a facial expression, a particular posture, the constant hint of danger; as if he were here again,

Sweet Mary Jane bade me follow where she led. I went eagerly. She was my life’s one true love. All the others,

Been wasting away in this hovel for too many days to count; wishing, hoping, scheming, sometimes even praying, for any way to get out.

I hide here behind a genuine misbelief that I am special, I am different I and only I

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

Not a poem. I hurt; like a Frankenstein monster. Iron fist. Unrelenting.

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

Everything he has ever been taught alerts him to avert that dancing f… What is it then that demands he mu… proceed towards his certain fiery… Some deep and ancient voice within