I wake up sweating
from a dream...
If I could write a letter to me
I would send words of praise...
My eyes open mirthfully,
by the soft rays of the glistening sun falling...
Blue is the sadness dwelled inside,
A troubled soul that has been denied...
Two souls drifted, in an empty part of space
They search forever, at a slow and steady pace...
Glorify the Lord with me,
Let us exalt his name...
There is a place I know of
where winters come alive...
Negotiating
Ones own...
I am not dreaming of your footsteps Momma,
I can feel them as you walk, making memories...
As i am walking down the road of life
i have come to the conclusion...
My Black Dress
In the far corner of my closet...
I wonder if the world we know is not here
Is death really our worst fear...