Poem about the way people take pleasure in other's misfortune

Riding out the storms of life, one day at a time

A reminder that happiness can be something you least expect, and failures aren't as bad as they may first seem

Destiny can be a bitter pill to swallow

"Bloodletting You Go"

"Lost in the Wilderness with Nothing to Write Home About"

"Tinge of Yellow"

"Relapse / Relearn / Redeem"

It often feels as though I was never meant To be the man that I have stubbornly become;

The weight of regret

"A patient man bides his time," Theodore tells the man in the mirror

an intricate melange behind walnut eyes you somehow smirk with no movement of lips