It's hard to respect a man who leaves his home compassionless...

During day's transition to night, no beauty will be lost. For I will not leave behind the light that paved my eyes towards hope.

Leave behind the angry mornings & the times you turn away instead of trying out a smile for once. Leave behind the grey, & feel- let the music be your sunlight that seeps into your soul & doesn't change you, no, it moves you.

Are anchors meant to hold us up? Or do they exist in our sempiternal hearts where we try to convince the tide to return and wash us away?

As you breathe again and walk another step, you wonder if this will be the edge of the world or the place where you harness your soul.

When a song paints every emotion you ever wandered through and when his voice reaches a part of you that was derelict.

It's dangerous, I know....but I have to try. Courage and commitment are defined (in this)

Striving for something different than what my reflection shows me.

I think I'm a safe house for mosquitoes.... I must be comforting to them because I can never seem to escape their presence!

Most of all, remember you are
a component of this earth,
and you will not remain a dewdrop,
hanging on the glades of yesterday-
you... are rising.