Wind scrapes my windowI snuggle deeper intomy book, its words ablanket, soft and warm. Time andreality disappear. Featured Photo courtesy of The Pixelman on ...

Your movementsdebauched but steadyprecise like you arealways at the ready But your actionsare now instinctiveyou blend right inwith the crowd Your social cues performedwith ...

Tossing and turningWithin the stormy wavesGasping for air Trying to hold onTo whispered promisesWe once believed in I cry out in hopesSomeone will notice ...

Go ahead and fall. If I reach the bottom first, I’ll wait patiently for you.Yes, we indeed keep each other company.Sitting in the dark together ...

New Year’s day dawns andthe world is encased in glassmy driveway and roadmasquerade as an ice rink. Jack Frost’s temper tantrum.

The long road traveledBrought us many afarAlong the miles aheadSewing us together The long road traveledWounded us as we wentAmong stumbling stonesBruising and crushing ...

I hate the wayThe music playsStirring up stormsA concoction of emotions I hate the wayThe music playsEvery single nightThinking of you I hate the ...

My biggest fear is that I may diewhile I am still aliveI become so afraid of lifethat all I become stagnanthave my hearing fadeleaving ...

I felt the pressure. Sliding on this slope as I hold on tight to my faith while trying to fight my fear. As I have gotten ...