(2013)
#Fear #LonelinessLove #Pain
The one I Love most. My outlet of reason, The voice through the phone. A mirror of sorts.
I wander the desert an empty jug my only possession. My water has long run dry, my lips now used to
When is something truly hopeless? Is it when you cannot go on? When life throws impossible obstac… Is it that moment when you give up… Tired of the injustice and apathy?
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,
Why is it that we say an act of cruelty is “inhumane”? When did that word...
When others see me, What do they really see? Is it what they want to see? Or is it me? Do they see misconceptions
I let you go Why? After countless hours, After loving words, and secrets,
Much have I wandered From one life to another. My sorrows I have pondered, injustices that threaten to smothe… A mind of barbs and brambles
If it hurts, If it brings misery, Why does it happen again and again? How can so much
Was I given a chance? Did I miss that which I have aimed
Give. Everything. All that I own, All that I have owned, and All that I will own. My love, past, and future
Do angels exist? Could creatures of endless grace of immeasurable beauty really walk among us?
First, A mistake. Quicksand. Second, A broken promise.
Of the Day. I want to feel alive. Whole. I want to know
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,