(2013)
Why is it that we say an act of cruelty is “inhumane”? When did that word...
Was I given a chance? Did I miss that which I have aimed
How can I ever Prove to you? For a chance that was never leaped. A divide
Was it too much to ask? Perhaps this truly is fair, some retribution for past misdeeds or a shield against unnecessary pa… But that is not for you to decide
People assume it is about the catch, the prize. And, for some it is. But for me, it is so much
Sunshadows, for I wish not to wake. But rather to sleep within the
I wander the desert an empty jug my only possession. My water has long run dry, my lips now used to
A Gentle Breeze Warm crowns of light Rustling trees The summer’s delight Gossamer threads
Death is peace, death is silence, death is final. There can be no further pain. But there can be no further hope.
A pit of spikes A trench fill with mustard gas. A stiletto between the ribs.
What do I do now? Where do I go from here? What does this mean for us? How Do
Give. Everything. All that I own, All that I have owned, and All that I will own. My love, past, and future
If it hurts, If it brings misery, Why does it happen again and again? How can so much
First, A mistake. Quicksand. Second, A broken promise.
Some say Hell is fire and brimstone. Some say Ice and darkness. Endless suffering, Eternal damnation.
