Malevolent thoughts. Of my jaded life.
At the end of light, it becomes night...
You've been given everything,
But you've given nothing back...
It not secret, I see life as a battle.
I'd steal a baby's favourite rattle...
This is dedicated to someone very special to me...
Tears roll down my face...
You guys mean not the world to me
but all of space and time...
I'm sorry,
I'm done fighting...
The sky shows off
a colourful bridge for me to walk across in hope...
I drink coffee, slow
savoring positive words...
Tears falling down beautiful eyes
I so wish I can wipe them dry...
You left me in the dark reaching out for the light
You once gave me hope and the desire to fight...
Morning coffee at my house
not just a wake up call...
She spelled out "Help Me"
on a clouded, mist mirror...