I think I understand Why Adam took that bite. To throw away Eden, peace, love, God’s favor. Because, in the end,

When others see me, What do they really see? Is it what they want to see? Or is it me? Do they see misconceptions

That elusive mindset, where it all falls into place. But where do I lie? Am I lacking? Lying on the borderline?

Because of what I have done, these failures were just too much. This final fall with follow me Forever. There were no harsh words,

A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.

Give. Everything. All that I own, All that I have owned, and All that I will own. My love, past, and future

I wander the desert an empty jug my only possession. My water has long run dry, my lips now used to

The one I Love most. My outlet of reason, The voice through the phone. A mirror of sorts.

If it hurts, If it brings misery, Why does it happen again and again? How can so much

The oak had a song sung from its branches. A melody

Death is peace, death is silence, death is final. There can be no further pain. But there can be no further hope.