Now the calm of new fallen snow lies in silent peace and stillness… gently covering the loneliness of midnight city streets. As I walk, I cannot help but wond…
There’s a magic to the moment when you’re alone at night and a song d… playing soft and sweet in the still of the midnight air. Then whatever the day dealt fades…
Take a look what’s before you, a l… this city of people with lives cru… Take a moment to listen, a moment… a moment in silence and see if you… From the window I’ve looked out a…
A thin line extends to divide fait… and so often the side you are on i… for despite every effort to keep h… and despite every prayer and despi… that you’ve used to inspire and ke…
At the end of the day if the truth… we don’t own a single thing we hol… Not the spoils we gain, nor the go… Not the things we reap. Not the t… that we build upon, where we stake…
We can’t escape it, don’t know wha… People at each other, guess it’s o… Yeah, we’ve read about it. Is it here? I doubt it, but I’m here to tell ya that it al…
Oh, why so many dreams bestowed in young and tender years, fall into drifting dust decay then sadly disappear. Are dreams to blame for broken hea…
Have you perhaps, held on too long to the place you call home? Have you let too much time slip by… avoiding the unknown? It’s hard not to be scared of chan…
Picture frame the moments. In diaries write them down. Hold on to such with all you have for times will come around, when they will be all that you hav…
When you’ve had every chance and a… When you’ve been in good graces an… When you had God in Heaven reach… and you still found a way to fail.… You look back in disbelief, regret…
Why should I try to make sense of… when thus far all endeavors have f… Why should I struggle to win in t… when each chance that I’ve had I’… What can I make of the pieces tha…
So much time I now spend, watchin… Watching as others pass by, living… Living their lives. I watch not for the care of wantin… or even so mush as to learn from w…
Who knows how many layers over generations
A song, a rhyme... just to spend a… I always wonder what you want from… Perhaps an act to show I care, a word, a touch, a longing stare. Oh, what I’d give to know what it…
I’ve never liked the winds of chan… they bring the cold and driving ra… destroying what was calm and warm and leaving nothing but the storm. They make me have to rise and flee