(2014)
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
Death is peace, death is silence, death is final. There can be no further pain. But there can be no further hope.
Because of what I have done, these failures were just too much. This final fall with follow me Forever. There were no harsh words,
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?
Why is it that we say an act of cruelty is “inhumane”? When did that word...
Some say Hell is fire and brimstone. Some say Ice and darkness. Endless suffering, Eternal damnation.
What do I do now? Where do I go from here? What does this mean for us? How Do
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
Forces of Nature more powerful than earthquakes, than tsunamis, the bane of happiness
You Were the sunlight. You brought me
A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.
Sunshadows, for I wish not to wake. But rather to sleep within the
Why do you listen to the lies? How do you not see
People assume it is about the catch, the prize. And, for some it is. But for me, it is so much