I have no intention, for my words to spark an...
my only wish is to articulate in imagery...
What do I see in my own reflection?
Do I mirror life's success and security...
We await our break
from books and learning...
The planted seed
Growing from its roots...
With all the pain from heartbreak
And the gift she gave as heartache...
I have no idea
why I'm suprised...
A time of the door
Breath the air by yourself nose...
Thank you for your heart
Thank you for your sacrifice...
He was endearingly tall
Joined in my parabolic walk...
Cup half empty leads us to spiritual warfare
looking for happiness in whatever soars there...
To the soot-covered artists
With the ashes of being misunderstood...
In this moment, I stand tall,
Grateful for each rise and fall...