Time eludes me as the sand piles up.
Don't think of the past, don't think of the...
Many quarrels end
with rocks being bashed...
If i could see behind your silver
Your prism of refracted colors...
All you nice sweet words
That's trapped in my pencil...
My life is valued
I can be a draw...
For every fight we have, and every compliment I...
I mostly question my existence and the reason that...
I am sorry it came to this
your child i thought was bliss...
I refuse to write of a time
when faltered winds...
We often wonder and question,
the meaning of life...
I miss you, altho I know you're not dead.
Pictures of your disability are stuck in my head...
It was information overload
when the vet first broke...
She may not be perfect,
every dog has its flaws just as we do...