• Illusions

    If I come to you now And tell you I love you, Will you turn away saying You do not know what that is? You have played creator With my unfeeling heart, Bringing back to life That which I thought dead. Your magic has extracted tears From this rock within me. Oh sorcerer, will you

  • Faith Well

    Faith is a bottomless well of hope An ever-giving source of strength A quencher of the thirst in our souls A receptacle for all our pleas Yes, sometimes its water feels out of reach But however far away it seems We always have the rope of prayer And the bucket of our cupped hands Ready

  • Bullies

    I should have cried I should have cried But instead, I slowly died When I held those Toxic tears inside Buried them deep No strength or pride And smothered my pain With a smile smiled extra wide But brave is what I had to be Because I could not let you know Nor could I

  • Fool

    Here I sit Like a fool With those three words On the tip of my tongue How long before Those words tumble out? How long before You release them too? How long before I Again learn the lesson, Whether spoken or hidden, They will only ever be hollow?

  • Below Average

    They say that healthy life expectancy, Which is the number of years you live problem-free, Averages around sixty-three. Let’s see how that adds up for me. Well, there were those months then… And those weeks back when… And that stretch where I was okay (Although others might not have seen it that way). But all