The ice is cold and thin
Come on jump in...

We hear on the news, the Church is burning.
on a Sunday morning...

I don't like white sheets.
I never wanted white sheets on my bed...

A dying man, lay in a hospital bed.
His eyes fading into the past...

I sit here in my silent solitude
Reminiscing on things past...

I can see you looking my way
u know I'm there, u just don't care...

The Ending Venture
-This is a very old poem of mine that I had notice...

The Sound of my Heart Breaking
And then, Oh God- did you hear that...

I Really Want You
Passion, like no other...

Sorrow and sadness,
anger and anguish...

A Soul Cries "Oh Heavy Hurt! Oh Hopeless...
Breathing...

Sorry is the saddest word
I wish it never had to be heard...