I have returned to a place I have stood many times beforeThe wind brushes the back of my neckBlowing wavy hair over the sides of my shoulderInto the autumn breezeLooking... Read More »
And what will I becomeWhen there is nothing else left of me?Who will rememberAll of the words I’ve never spoken out loud..Will I disappear in the wind?Or will the ashes... Read More »
There was a haze on the horizon of the summer heatAnd it poured down on meReminding me of a time from beforeFrom when I was less aware,Never unsure, never full... Read More »
I realize there is no going back,Even if I tried What I replay most in my mindWill always be stained with regretAll of the times when I should have stayedThe television... Read More »