Heartbreak feels differently for us all...
heartbreak
Tag: poem
dirty dottle
Scouring the floor, searching for something spiritually more...
devour
We mustn’t wait for it to pile up on our plate...
Don’t Delay!
Today, is the first day of the rest of your life…
Heavy Eyes
My eyes get heavy as I pause and think.
A Few Simple Rules
We should all strive to find our own Way...
Un Titere
I must cut the lines with a knife
and purge a part of you from my life
A Blooming Scribe 