The Voice
I spent the last few weeks in a haze. I stopped caring about progress and routine. All I wanted was to feel the pain that had built up And I…
Waking and Aching
There’s an emptiness that cannot be filled And not to mention, Those visions you sometimes have, When you have everything you want. We were standing in a doctor’s office And…
The Calmness of Your Arms
Nothing I write will ever be as beautiful As you. As peaceful as you. Wise as you. I lay under my blanket and transport myself To a time when you…