| Discipline is the investment. Regret is the debt. | 
| Sparks turns to embers | 
| What a gorgeous, nearly full moon we have tonight. | 
| In the stillness of the transition, every creature takes a part, An ensemble of existence, beating with Earth’s endless heart. | 
| Nature spins her stories, in the threads of time so dear, A tapestry of moments, crafted year by passing year. | 
| I’ll find justice on my own.  | 
| I want to heal | 
| The reason why people fear death is because they do not want to loose the chosen.., | 
| Quiet as a ghost | 
| Unable to express the pain I’ve endured. Like everyone else. Broken hurt and trying to shake their shaddow. Trying to get lost   Trying to heal |