Stay Afloat

  And When I speak of me, I mean you. You and I aren’t all that different. What I want to speak of is the warmth found in the coldest places. Shout that only through losing my way in the desert winters of my journey did I know the heat of summer.  Fires of passion made the…

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Four words, Forwards

Night time always brings about the flood. The downpour of suppressed thoughts, painful memories, and rains of regret. They fall free from the precipice of worry. It’s always so dark when the daylight falls. I pick up the shot glass of pity begging me to indulge, because I know what is to come. I need…

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An Impossible View.

I left paradise.  I didn’t bring any baggage with me, I left it all there.  You followed me, I hope. Regardless I’m in the desert now. My lips are parched and cracked, but still I sing songs of my redemption. My knees are weak and tired, but I march on.  On and on, further than…

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The Stranger in the Mirror

I looked in the mirror today. I saw a stranger, a little boy. A boy who thinks flying is the least of his worries. Quickly I had to look away because I’ve never been so ashamed.  How quickly I’d forgotten who that boy was. In that same misdeed, I’d forgotten myself.  He is no kin…

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