Ego, spirit, heart and soul
merge as one in the stillness...
I quite miss the uncertainty
of the roaring gales of fire...
If only I knew then what I know now
how would my life be...
I have messed up more then most could ever...
I ruined my life and hurt those around me...
Insomnia prevails
solitude, familiar as my faded housecoat...
One day last week
I could feel the air inside my home freeze...
She was a dark one;
a butterfly...
Marooned upon
every square inch of your...
...until
the crack found its home...
Well of the hidden,
Well of doubt...
A visible volcano,
That's about to erupt...
The decisions you make,
Are right, but don't go how they should be...