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 I was left standing thereWith the world shattered at my feetI looked around at the scattered remainsIn an attempt to figure out how to put back togetherThe remnants of... Read More »
I continued to walk an endless dirt pathAnd it eventually came to a fork in the roadI found myself looking left and looking rightBut the anxiety in the pit of... Read More »