Life can be hard sometimes, it really gets me...
I wish that I could dissapear into the air, get...
Sometimes, when there is no one around I cry.
Yet sometimes I conclude that I don't know why...
A very old man woke up
Breathing heavily he opened the door...
Recently I discovered this poem I wrote and typed...
As I ran wildly crying...
Swan Lake
Between snowy shadows...
The purpose of life is to give
A chance for us to live...
Drowning in the content of each hour, day and...
Wishing for a signal or even just a peak...
You came here without a path
your role is to forge one...
How could such beauty,
Grow amid such pain...
Circles
By Mark Spencer...
I watch you play in the garden of time
idling between the gaps of years...
I Try to change my world
but i can't...