Never really thought of what it wo… For our desolate world to finally… For the world we have seen in our… Simple as giving the snow globe a… We’ve fought so many battles on th…

Maybe I’m worried my words will r… So many I see– falling into the d… Is it caused by getting to a place… Will I ever find out? Keeping it all in– I’ll never kno…

The way my mind rhymes You’d think I was a rapper. However in another time I was known as the clap-backer. Quick with my wit

Icicles for nickels. Down where the children play. Grants a wish or a tasty dish. More nickels are coming to stay. Dance on a dime

Face in the dirt once again. As life peels back the layers of m… Secrets that hide deep within. Relative to those I call kin. Wounds to the core that run deep.

I have within me a deep feeling of a pre-trained mi… To which the ravenous drive to see it through is unmeasurable. The fire within has a flame

If you lay on your back Flat as a feather Stiff as a stick A great bird will come along And take all of your senses flying…

It’s almost as if by design. Obliviously walking the line. Am I the only One seeing the sign… Revelations to blow the mind. The Ocean is tired of our ways.

What do I have to do to get them… Rumble their grounds? What do I have to do get them to… Blow their homes around? What do I have to do get them to…

There’s always something pining away. Tugs at my energy adding more weight. Revolving door

In true form, I call and she’s th… Simple messages, words only I’ll… Hearing my cries and I cannot den… This connection I’m starting to u… Pieces to the puzzle seem to fit r…

Some days I can write and lose tr… some I can not write at all I sit and I think what could be blocking me what has me stalled