Here where the only shadows cast are those we create, with only the weight of the world upon our shoulders, heaven still seems so far away, lost against the backdrop of yesterday's dreams as they're held hostage by tomorrow's tragedies; I'm reminded that the war between the heart and soul is nothing more than the... Continue Reading →


...and in the end, there were only echoes of words said and unsaid, things done and undone, and hope left to die all alone; reaching out to a heaven that didn't want me I found a hell that I created and the passing of my soul...

Between The Angels And Me

Whisper a prayer for the dying,but keep it a secret and let it burnamong the stars of Heaven. Allow my soul to escapethe fetters of this mortal coil,and fly beyondthe limits of conception. And if, between this worldand the next, I am to be lostlet there be a fire litto help me find my way home.

To the Bottle

The pain of loss,of being wrong,that moment I wantto take back.Forgiveness isn't coming soon,or so it seems,and so I runto the bottle,yet again. Staring up at Heavenfrom the bottom of a glass,questioning my choices,even as I make them,questioning my fate,even as I make it,I see only the clouds I've cast,the rain I've made,and the worldI've forsaken. All... Continue Reading →

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