When the clock ran out
When it’s silent All the memories rush back like a flip-book I get a quick glimpse of the past Shifting …
When it’s silent All the memories rush back like a flip-book I get a quick glimpse of the past Shifting …
The old saying is “Tomorrow isn’t promised and we must live today like it’s our last” and although that may …
Black streams of last night’s fun and this morning’s distress ran down her cheek at a rapid pace, As she …
They say depression lives in the past, anxiety lives in the future, and the key is to live in the …
My father taught me yet another valuable lesson the other day… It’s never too late to go after what you …
Often times my car is my solace. I dive into deep thought on my drive home from work or anywhere …
I wouldn’t say I haven’t had much time to write, but in my mind it’s never the right time. I’ve …
Everything your saying sounds like a lie, Like you rather die a horrible death, Than to speak the truth to …
The rage that builds up inside of me is immeasurable. Like a dark power more intense than the devil himself, …
I’ve noticed that lately I can’t be bothered with the same old nonsense I’ve once dealt with. Nonsense being a …