(2014)
Anxiety and panic attacks rampant in my life at this point.
Alone I stand Pondering my arts the fruits of my labors. All is good and I lay down my bru… But there is a voice,
A Gentle Breeze Warm crowns of light Rustling trees The summer’s delight Gossamer threads
People assume it is about the catch, the prize. And, for some it is. But for me, it is so much
When others see me, What do they really see? Is it what they want to see? Or is it me? Do they see misconceptions
You Were the sunlight. You brought me
Why do you listen to the lies? How do you not see
I think I understand Why Adam took that bite. To throw away Eden, peace, love, God’s favor. Because, in the end,
Still feel alone? How, when I have friends, I have family. I have no right
Was I given a chance? Did I miss that which I have aimed
Death is peace, death is silence, death is final. There can be no further pain. But there can be no further hope.
Some say Hell is fire and brimstone. Some say Ice and darkness. Endless suffering, Eternal damnation.
So, you don’t drink? or smoke? So, you are better than them? You let them use you, and you take the fall for them,
If it hurts, If it brings misery, Why does it happen again and again? How can so much
The one I Love most. My outlet of reason, The voice through the phone. A mirror of sorts.
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