My favorite thing is experiencing life fully by engaging all my senses.
Some dream of a new tomorrow, I dream of surviving today.
You’ve returned. And there are knots in my stomach – so out of place.
It’s not like we haven’t been here before. But today, it’s different. And I know that.
I only want to make it easy for you, but I’m afraid my attempts will only worsen an already emotional situation – a death that only effects me because it effects you.
How do I help? Act…[Read more]
The light breeze brushing the skin,
Eyes staring out the window at nothing,
The hum of the city that is a hum no more,
The ears escaped to seek sounds of shores,
There is no noise in the thoughts that came,
A remark on the irony of time is made,
The pictures are old, faces in them are young,
A wonder as to whom those faces now…[Read more]
Like many others there was a child,
From a well of infinite dreams with others he picked some,
In the wake of unbound imagination,
He was a champion of his world,
He saw the skies as his playground,
His nascent mind held no limitations.
Growing older he was taught of the world,
Of what he could do, what man could not,
He learnt of…[Read more]
An area sunk below its surrounding (Depression)
There is an uncertainty that resides within,
Where meaning should be,
Forehead weighed down by a frown,
Where bliss should be,
A dampened spirit lies in wake,
Where belief should be,
Escaping the world,
The world where I should be,
Looking away from what is,
Looking for where I would…[Read more]
I miss being with you, in the simplest sense of the word. I miss spending time with you, taking silly pictures and goofing off. I miss being able to hug you, kiss you, love you. I know it’s no excuse, but I’m sorry for what I did, I had too much going on. I couldn’t handle it. I couldn’t handle the responsibility of having one more person counting on me.
It is just a fact:
My heart is a beached whale
Sitting on a dying sun,
Waiting on the tide to come,
There’s a fisherman and a hook
Trying to catch me all day
Moving his Life on a raft
On top of the ocean’s spray
Those mermaids been teasing for a kill.
Swinging feet on a lunar bench
Twilight knocking me off,
Clouds softly c…[Read more]