Good Friday

Good Friday

Broken Ripped to shreds! Pursuit of virtue lies wasted, A dream as good as dead   She who I desire to be is not the one I see through tear filled eyes reviewing my history The war of worlds inside me so real I lay exhausted, counting new battle scars before old...
Let the rain do my crying

Let the rain do my crying

Let the rain do my crying Let if fall to the earth like broken dreams Through the cracks Let it beat down on leaves Like a lover’s rage summoned by a love, A dream A hope ….lost   Let the rain do my crying For I am dried up inside Emotions chaffed from the...