A hurt soul, tortured mind and cold heart an angry spirit, raging flame of pain and thirst to kill a heart breaking, chaotic lover with burning passion a sane killer taking spirits, hearts and souls putting fear in all that wants love, that wants to live hurt, cold, darkness, pain and all are all a part of me I am nothing, nothing to you at all…..
When logic and intuition stood on edge of time, sugar was dancing on the salt lake. I would not see the torn book between retreat and assault. I was reining in the new moon. In a night raid, five peacocks
My pal in pain I know what you’re going through, but never forget my mate the chief difference between distance and separation. There, you cry at your home and here, I feel downhearted in mine. Feeling an awkward distance in
Pain, small at first, creeping slowly Towards the heart of those loved And those who love A joke, ignored in the silence caused By soft, small pain A boy, desperate for answers Scanning the numbers and percents Trying to stop