Life is a long game.
My life is my long game...
Recently I discovered this poem I wrote and typed...
As I ran wildly crying...
Are we here at the end?
Is this the beginning of the imminent end...
Is It Really Sober?
Aug. 23, 2020...
Negative thoughts don't make a positive life,
You have to keep fighting, keep looking to the...
Some say a poem is supposed to rhyme
Though many don’t every time...
Seasons come seasons go
trees are continuously turning gold...
There is one food I can never refuse,
Pure, tasty and luxurious...
The clouds are all in focus
The vision is a blur...
Scars do not go away,
But they remind you that wounds can heal...
Not love or God
they neither sing...
Started as a trip to get away from my regrets.
Slowly the car comes to a halts to a stop...