My bellows are gassedfrom excessive inhaleand progressive exhale,trying to get deeperinto the caverns…
I have these here for meeven though you think theyare some reflection on youand maybe in a way…
Sometimes forgivenessis about a personand sometimesit is all about youand your overriding fear…
Gone are the days of regretwhen I sat idly by and let time slipto give myself solace from thoughtsthat…
Although it’s hard to tellfrom my recent ramblings,I am in fact free