You Were the sunlight. You brought me

A Gentle Breeze Warm crowns of light Rustling trees The summer’s delight Gossamer threads

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,

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

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

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

Was I given a chance? Did I miss that which I have aimed

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

Was it too much to ask? Perhaps this truly is fair, some retribution for past misdeeds or a shield against unnecessary pa… But that is not for you to decide

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…

In a glen there stood an oak. A towering oak,

Sunshadows, for I wish not to wake. But rather to sleep within the