The vapor sacks
dwelling places of my clairvoyant thoughts...
It would begin as a whisper,
softly breathing lonely words in my ear...
Life's Bitter Harvest
time...
A bitter wind blew through the reeds,
Inciting every falling leaf...
One may sit and wonder,
What lies up ahead...
My sight grows dim
As my colours slowly fade to gray...
I wander cold, when all is told,
Alone within my heart...
I Knew Joy
A smile adorned my face...
Chapter one is completely blank,
The words come with each day...
Laughing with composer, sat the sky,
Dangling, from a lamp, his toes...
Dream of the magic taste
walk without a splinter...
Hate and jealousy are just two ingredients of a...
Usually backstabbing other individual just to lift...