Every word from his lips was conjured from a fantasy he dreamed from behind the gate 

There was something quite different about this time around I missed the others… 

And then she named me Rachel Sun… I will never stop shining.  It’s always bright somewhere even when the shadow is cast.  I promised to stay golden   

I know you didn’t mean to take me Down But I’m still coming back from that last hit  Blindsided…  Did you fashion a bus just so you could drive over me in it?   Or was I simply at the wrong intersection just in time…

It’s like a closet… the mind Only we decide what goes in there, even if we didn’t notice someone drop a load on that empty shelf  Entire shopping sprees happen just to fill them up  Rarely are they ever empty  but attempts at clearing them…

Everything I ever asked for has been granted Whether I was the one to receive what I’ve requested is another story  We don’t always get what we asked for but somebody does  Open the channels  Trust the process Listen