I Will Write You Into the Light

With bloodied hands and trembling resolve, I scraped my way out of the wreckage. I looked into the mirror and, for the first time, called myself home.

The Current Tide

Thinking of home I am a Universal vagabond with my heart strapped on

Un-Acknowledged

In the hovering bowels of mysticism where the cynics hang their hats, she waits to be acknowledged.

Falling Silent

You are constantly encountering moments being sunk into an abyss of dark absence.

Hourglass

There's a faded line etween reality band time.

Save It

Save the idle banter and the petty, senseless chatter for the next innocent victims of your self created disaster.