Morning mist drifts through the streets,
and my eyelids gather...
Raindrops crash down relentlessly-
Each splash covering my skin with...
Too many voices in my head
so i turned up the music and now they are dead...
I walk thru the woods and try to be silent So i...
I lost the pen which had the ink with dreams
So I then searched for it within my hair...
I'll write about the color white
just take a look and see the sky...
Even a year and something later, my whole life in...
most days I am mist, somedays I am rain. On rare...
Hatred crawls around her
like a wounded warrior...
It was then that he fell to his knees; overcome by...
There is no last straw,
Only hay as it may lay...
Grandmother's have a special place in our hearts,
One of the highest loves it's true, for...
I'm seen but not recognized,
I'm heard but not understood...