The ghost of sadness speaks to me It’s whispers haunting carries dreams A presence felt from dust to dawn Upon my shoulder Built of ...

Gray, gray, and more gray.Then the sun emerges. ISquint and breathe glory. Photo courtesy of Pixmartin from Pixabay

I cry because I am glador don’t like what I’ve had Mommy saidit’s because I want my own waybut is that so bad a ...

The world is changingBecoming a nationUnder rule and authoritySo help me supremacy The world has changedWhere the bad guys lostThe heroes have fallenBuried in ...

I will support you.The mirage-gone dreams live.We will make a home. The chains gone; ghosts gone. Shadows turned to light.Lights shine on fiercely, love ...

I’ve no one to blameI supposebut myself.Isn’t that what they say?It’s my fault.I made the choicesI face the consequences. So this is how it ...

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 ...