(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,
Why do you listen to the lies? How do you not see
Still feel alone? How, when I have friends, I have family. I have no right
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
What do I do now? Where do I go from here? What does this mean for us? How Do
Was I given a chance? Did I miss that which I have aimed
In a glen there stood an oak. A towering oak,
First, A mistake. Quicksand. Second, A broken promise.
Sunshadows, for I wish not to wake. But rather to sleep within the
Because of what I have done, these failures were just too much. This final fall with follow me Forever. There were no harsh words,
People assume it is about the catch, the prize. And, for some it is. But for me, it is so much
Of the Day. I want to feel alive. Whole. I want to know
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...
The oak had a song sung from its branches. A melody