What's hope made of
It seem it's made of air...
Slowly in the shadows, a foreign feeling crept
Leaving haunting memories, with nights left...
Danish is hated.
by the Muslim's...
Alone in the woods
i cry at night...
Why does death show up
when least expected...
He has shown me the light,
when darkness was all I saw...
We all cry out for just one thing:
Comfort and leisure...
How awesome are you Lord
That you could create me...
Another Poem, another day,
bored out of time, in many ways...
Sitting on my rooftop
Looking up at the midnight sky...
Come home
walk to my couch...
Everyone is expecting more of me
What I'm trying now isn't enough I could be...