Agaain
Remembering the olden days...
Memories are the gift to every life in this world,
It comes to you when you miss someone...
Again I'm feeling like to give up,
Give up to this life and get lost...
Thread carefully my friend
The sunny days are flickering...
The love of a friend,
sincere to the heart...
A handwritten letter
speaks in colorful hues...
Angels of heaven, warm hands of light,
Protect every day, watch over at night...
Rehabilitation
September 8, 2014 at 6:04am...
Blake
October 29, 2013...
I wish, I hope, I dream for the geniality days to...
Haulted at when we were small...
I sit in my empty room,
feels like a forever ended just too soon...
12/10/16
Those knees... they bled...