As life scrapes our souls up from the pavement of...
And entraps us in his cage of depression...

Purple heart strings
Its a sacred place...

Why are people so cruel?
Why is this world made of hate...

A poem to my baby,
The one I long to hold...

Splattered
Thoughts...

Thats the way it goes
Tripping over toes...

Words are all we have
And your words...

(About the frustration of trying to write...
Alone in her room, radio blaring, she sits and...

Oh sweet wrong turn
That I confess to...

Flaming trees of golds and reds
Align the skies once more...

There is a gash
In my leg...

Flick
Up the tap...