Breath of fresh warm
reason to believe in hold...

I have not said all that I meant
just as this come before the maker...

Wondering how it all going
to finely end. Getting on...

From these life lessons
is splinters of wisdom gained...

Froze these thoughts just don't flow
on the spurr of the moment but I...

Living is losing death rears
its ugly head dread. Sleepless...

Time is so unclear tragedy smote
unquote float on the assumption...

Wondering how it all
going to finally end...

Lost inspiration thinking
how is it at times I can rhyme...

Drained of all
emotion where is...

Sitting here wondering
where all this wandering...

Has the fire gone dim that
wich once burned bright...