Look deep down inside yourself. What do you see? Do you see yourself, or someone else? Do you see the space left by someone else? Do you see hurt? Do you feel hurt? Have you ever trusted totally and completely? Have you ever said forever and meant it? Have you ever loved a love that was going to last forever? Forever is forever until it ends. And it always will- it always does. Have you ever felt pain and hurt? Hurt so deep, pain so devastatingly ending? A pain so deep that you want to die? A pain that will last forever? Forever? Forever…. Forever is forever until it ends. And it always will- someday it will.
they were born like -- this a hand on a walker they are hard to miss but hey, at least they try; while we -- with both eyes and we -- capable, and shall we be the blinded?
staring at the night sky, stars are visible, twinkling so bright and suddenly, an epiphany hits your mind the universe is infinite it makes us small but, we have the brightest light.
I used to read your poems but lately you don't write you're silent and aloof you know that isn't right. You can't close a door once opened you can't abolish all your dreams you're a poet of the heart mustn't fall apart at the seams. Say what you can in words they speak the message true spoken from the heart the poems will see you through. A hermit's not your style a recluse, you are not never give up writing of things that you've been taught. I used to read your poems I'd read them once again if you would send them out (this one's from a poet friend)