Good, but...
Never good enough.
Out of place,
out of sync-
without rhyme;
and the truth
I've heard
many times:
I
should
not
exist.
May 21, 2015
May 21, 2015 at 1:40 PM UTC
As if bound
and chained
to a rock
in the middle
of a vast, hot
desert,
I wait;
Praying for
a salvation
which might
come eventually...
...Maybe.
May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 4:22 PM UTC
Nights like tonight are the hardest;
Clear bluish black skies-
the deepest velvet cradling the full moon...
These nights are hardest, because I
still remember her silhouette
in silvery moonlight; My angel,
my darling, sleeping peacefully
as I cradle her close...
A dream come true, but now-
just a dream; One borne of
clear bluish black skies-
the deepest velvet cradling the full moon...
Nights like tonight are the hardest.
May 3, 2015
May 3, 2015 at 1:56 AM UTC
The world moves,
cacophonous discord-
yet I hear only silence...
May 2, 2015
May 2, 2015 at 2:23 PM UTC