I tried to crash
through the looking glass...
A longing
With a big basket, I got out one day...
In the dark, things grow so old.
With no warmth to be felt...
Little things do mean a lot...
I write so that I may live;
live beyond the smothering cocoon...
Moving forward was a dream
closing all doors...
It's
Covered in soap...
Unaware
I paid a fortune just to know...
There is a reason we need roots
connecting us to each other...
You think stories ending in cliff
hangers torment people, but the truth...
As the world continued to spin
around the sun in an endless...
The treasure within
When the true value of self...