I write, write, write No end in sight. Not knowing where the story goes Wish I could focus on the highs, and not the lows Sight of future only stretches only 5 feet But with hands outstretched I still feel the heat. I've mapped the past, each step m...

A well of emotion, that I may be. Waves crash, and lands submerge beneath my uneasy sea. But without land for water harmony is lost, a desolate sea scape is to be the cost. The waters surface is never still, always in motion. My mind is never quiet...

Self Inflicted A big heart, And brilliant stars. But a closed mind, Due to healing scars. Pain you inflicted, it was a large amount, Pain I caused myself, greater without a doubt. Fore it was my hands that refused to let go, My love I griped tight...