His name is Satan
feeding of goodhearted souls...
This world is filled with hate and war
with greed and ego at the fore...
If only I was able to smell
the lies that people tell...
Negotiating
Ones own...
Here upon this shelf I sit
I've journeyed to a thousand places...
In the shade of your heart
memories kick away doubts...
Sadness it may bring.
in your heart when you hear...
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...
Hide yourself where ever you please
Underground or under seas...
Why give up something that
always mattered to you...
Today I took off my mask.
Felt the sun...