(2013)
People assume it is about the catch, the prize. And, for some it is. But for me, it is so much
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
This darkness in which I stand is void. I am alone with naught but my work… and naught but my thoughts. Though on occasion, he stands besi…
A Gentle Breeze Warm crowns of light Rustling trees The summer’s delight Gossamer threads
Sunshadows, for I wish not to wake. But rather to sleep within the
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
I wander the desert an empty jug my only possession. My water has long run dry, my lips now used to
Some say Hell is fire and brimstone. Some say Ice and darkness. Endless suffering, Eternal damnation.
Death is peace, death is silence, death is final. There can be no further pain. But there can be no further hope.
A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.
A pit of spikes A trench fill with mustard gas. A stiletto between the ribs.
How can I ever Prove to you? For a chance that was never leaped. A divide
Give. Everything. All that I own, All that I have owned, and All that I will own. My love, past, and future
Still feel alone? How, when I have friends, I have family. I have no right
