I wake to strange dreams,
a distant voice...
Passion
By Mark Spencer...
I sit still staring at the trees before me
the branches swaying to the rhythm of the wind...
Spirit within lay astray
Endeavoring to perceive the light...
Happiness is what I wish for
Just a life that holds purpose...
Their not hiding in your closet,
Their not under your bed...
I'm drowning in my sin,
Soaked by my own wickedness...
Life has it's ups and downs.
Has it's smiles and frowns...
I don't care if i live or die.
I don't care if i laugh or cry...
We all have to believe in something
Whether it be a statue, supernatural being no one...
Paradise
By Mark Spencer...
Have you ever felt your heart being ripped from...
Have you ever felt the despair of being alone...