The cyclic seasons give a cause in soul
to view the mortal realm in seasons gone...
Check yourself...
Sometimes the problem is you...
If only I knew then what I know now
how would my life be...
when trouble wears a face (haiku)
pull in their park space...
Hope is the breate of life
if you will give up, you can live...
No one can live
someone else’s past...
I'm starting to believe that there more to life...
I wish the world
was not so cold...
The Muscovite’s are coming!
Excuse me, for you, not to fool, if I could, they...
I have messed up more then most could ever...
I ruined my life and hurt those around me...
Insomnia prevails
solitude, familiar as my faded housecoat...
You can't teach what you don't know
narcissists don't care at all...