Pass through,Heavy as you are.I feel too weak to carry you.
What I am today is a far cryfrom what I was then,but it’s not as if I was less
There is no such thing as absolute silencebecause my mind is always movingand the…
The raindrops cloud my windowson another dreary day in Anytownas the sun shrinks into darknessmaking…
Imagine the truth unfiltered omnis veritasthe whole truthexisting in the margins of some distant domain…
Most days, I would rather stayunderneath my coversand in the warm glowof errant sunlight strands…
I’ve always been an outside-of-the-box thinker,one that invents new ways of doing old…
People tell you it will be alright,that you will recover in time,but they don’t know…