To stressed to see,
the wonder before me...

Broken silence, by the chords of a guitar,
Seemingly distant, but not too far...

With thee, thy heart is blessed,
Leaving, thy soul at rest...

My brother is a hidden poet and I am jealous of...
Longing...

Pacing on sore, cut skin of feet,
With every step I trespass...

All visuals fade and dissipate,
Conscious of only voices inside...

Unable to ignore you,
The resist is too strong...

Like time, youth has slipped away,
nearing a higher level of maturity...

Unexpectedly, you appear late in the night,
There we met, in such a random location...

Construed,
by perception...

His personality shines; strong and brighter,
His soul is revealed; he is a fighter...

Silence reigns throughout the black skies above,
The cold air remains crisp and still...