Today I sit upon my chair,
my thoughts running wild...

My inner thoughts mirroring my soul,
Integrating the existence of my private...

A tear can move my pen.
A smile can counter a lie...

Every tear becomes a lifeline.
Emotion is proof of life...

This is a package deal.
The good the bad and all the in-between...

A synapsis of life.
This is a package deal...

Before I was born centuries of endless wars
Carried over to fill my life span...

Six thousand feet above sea level
Low on oxygen...

A lesson repeated, over and over,
The only path to heaven is through Jesus...

I cannot walk alone,
trapped in the web of my own emotions...

You’re Born to Hit the Wall
Stages of you...

When the moon is the only sound, I hear.
Can the sun and stars fill the empty in me...