If you’ve never been to the edge I highly recommend it Only as a place to visit though To live there would be detrimental to your mental health which is to say, your life in its entirety. Exclusive, stark and uninviting mind numbing trance inducing…

The earth was flat when he last looked sitting at the kitchen table, concentrating hard, with wooden pieces strewn haphazardly across a red checked tablecloth.   Europe had disintegrated into pieces with eastern wars erupting; troubles breaking worlds apart flood and famine tornadoes, hurricanes, disease,…

There’s nothing there; just emptiness A void so deep and dark That you could fall forever And never make a mark No stars to twinkle merrily No moons to show the sun Just a darkness made of black With nowhere left to run This is…

My saviour, You tried, I know Don’t cry, for I still feel your pain Like you felt mine You tried, I know You were my saviour when you picked me from the streets You were my saviour when you granted me a better death You…

Dog’s make the world a better place Give me a dog, let it lick the serotonin back into my nervous system – who called it the nervous system anyway, as if any part of the body wants to be the self-fulfilling prophecy of a breakdown…

There’s no place like home With a coffin of glass In a magical forest Where they grieve as they pass For knowledge is poison And love was a lie There’s no kiss to wake her Just tears left to cry For each life she touched…

When the world seems a blur, Wipe away a tear Overcome your fear Unceasing the feelings were, You are in love, My dear! Of all the songs I hear, Your voice is Just clear! All I know And live for is The love, so pure!

If all I think is moving on earth With bare foot and a crown of tears, Then I really do not wish to be on earth With a crown of tears. I’d wish to fly some place far Far above crowns on earth.

Sun filters through the curtains, a soft glow casts its light A promising appearance as the aroma of coffee  from the cup lovingly left  on the bedside table  next to a book full of dreams

whenever the morning might be. Morning is all the time when “good morning” is your favorite roast. pages. flipped. flipped. flipped. read from someone inspirational and far better with words than I. Pages. Scribbled. Filled with my own hand. If there’s anything I’m thankful for…