Thunderstorm pour for me
Cry the tears that won't come out...
New beginnings are
Exceptionally...
A look of stoic resignation
Utter defeat, distilled acceptance...
Life can be hard. Life can be horible. It can...
Sometimes, just sometimes,
In the corner of my eye...
Time is moment
Moment is period...
Poker faces claim
to each have a royal flush...
I have never been good at letting go of the past
I walk round with a constant taste of nostalgia...
Take a minute to wonder.
Where will i be in a year...
My little boy was killed today,
By a fast moving car...
The waters swell from that old tune,
Still...not so much a drop is spilled...
I sob for the tomorrow never seen,
For the future never reached...