From abandon to genuine  My breath I hold until we love true again. From being oh so damaged, Now only dispute for knowledge... No damages deep enough to conquer our thirst to learn each other and our place in the world filled with hurt ... The s...

Even though I constantly ask why? Day after Day the night ends with my head held high. Emotions becoming like old Creek beds in the summer heat, All but dried up, enough is enough... The positive vibes I have laid down like the yellow brick road bu...

Journey's Web

The Dark Ferris Wheel