Sadness was your prison.
I was your book...
In a world full of wonders,
In a land full of stories...
Words can hurt while words can heal
Words can express how we feel...
At last awaken senses
dulled by subjugation...
We think about the past
Pondering what we once had...
I was once alive,
breathing the air that brought about love, joy and...
Each and every word that comes out of my mouth is...
It may be as sweet as honey...
Time.
It moves on...
We all felt
How darkness can consume...
In dark of night I squint my eyes,
lonesome tears are recognized...
Shadows of a lost yesterday
They silently, quietly, drift in at the end of a...
Who needs devils, demons or Hell?
We are more than capable...