Crushed under the weight
Of all the many things I've done
Finally I see the missing piece,
Struck senseless again with guilt
The simple truth is that I am wrong
Once again I am stuck in this place
Every time I go back to this
I marvel in amazement
The blindness of my own eyes;
My hard-hearted pride in full view
Help me come back to the light
Our desert (haiku)
I look through photos Our life through the four seasons Back through the old ones. Blossoming in spring With all the diverse flowers ...
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There is ink in my pen And I'm pretty sure If I put it to the page It would come out, Creating some sort of mark On the blank pages. Of ...
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When I said I'm scared that was an understatement. When I'm too blind to see things when they happen And too used to second chance... -
Life is hard, they say; But I love a challenge. Life tries to hold me at bay, And I laugh. Try, just try to hold me Back for a s...