She coated my mind with reassuranc… She filled my life with joy and sp… She held my heart within her hand She captured my love without effor… Then took all she had of me, slid…

Life, the universe, consciousness, society, it’s all full of metaphors, coincidence, and connections. A few examples that seem to have nothing in common are as follows: Disney movies, u...

Although I try I cannot sleep The thoughts of war are felt so de… Internal war of deep dispare I feel as though no one would care My heart is bound by sharp barbed…

I don’t know what to do. I’m so c… What are you doing! Stop feeling that way! I love her, she’s the one for me! But you can’t have her!

Why is it that as I strive for salvation and relief, I become more and more lonely and confused. If these things I’ve learned as a child are the true purity and safe haven, why does it ...

I read recently, that in a 2009 poll, 11% of Americans successfully waited until marriage to engage in sexual activities. More recently, a 2012 poll stated that the percentage had dropp...

What is “impossible” but a possibilities’ lie? Is the truth of possibility, simply the deception of the phrase “impossible”? For how do we know that what we deem “Impossible” is not jus...

I don’t want to be asleep, I don’…

I’m done trying to tiptoe around every thing I say. It’s ruining me on the inside. I do all that I can to make sure everyone else is happy, and not upset with me. I’m done. I have reach...

The lurk is a creature of destruct… Be it a stable and promising churc… Be it a well built and well kept h… Be it a joyful party gathering Be it a growing and thriving econo…

Sorrow still completes my soul Embodies it so full and whole It leaves behind a trail of pain I feel the joy begin to drain I cannot sleep for it still binds

I’m not sure how much longer I can last. This war has been raging for over two decades now. I was drafted when I was 13, after the draft age was changed due to the reality of Defcon 5. ...

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, do I take the one less traveled by? The path I’m on is one of solitude, I feel. And although I feel the path I’m on is one of righteousness, why wou...

It’s hard to keep one’s head up when the shadow of depression is chained to it and trying to pull you into the abyss of despair while slamming down with the stones of pain and suffering...