It's different now. This problem between you and me, Is pulling out, All the patience in my being. And it's sad. This problem's not our own.…

Another four hours of restless rest Topped with two of pure imagination; Stories I tell only myself And will never have the will to write.  …

There's no fight left No waste of breath No strength to find Another step Another stage Another try To salvage bits Of things slipped by T…

    Who blinds tears like a weather report Waters love ya and they don’t know why Who flashes flesh like memories in the eyes of the beholder Meat an…

  What men as peacocks take to centre stage to play the fool? Then turn to common ways and tell the turned tale, That from on high passed down to be s…

Heated air coupled with ashes, and papers ripped in a soundless scratch - like a worrying gasp by the opponents of Gods The air-balooned skyies prov…

How I love the highs, and how I hate the lows, and still this feeling grows, as my gentle breathing slows, and my soul begins to glow, How I hate the…

In this haze, I was shorn of all the flames that burned inside Nothing is ever that simple But when I saw you for the first time in years I knew the s…

Nothing compares to the look in your eyes When they meet mine; Not one ounce of pain could ever be bred From those lips of yours. It's a shame they…

  What am I in the eyes of my parents? A son? A child? A responsibility?   What am I in the eyes of my sibling? An older brother? A bully? A supporter…

Glorious daydreams provoke the little known truth that leaves wonder "Perhaps we could spend the day together" But only if I could gather the courage…

Sound fills the air The children hide under the covers Outside it's getting darker Rumble of the thunder seems to penetrate you Marvelous thing is a s…