Self-pity.
Claiming to be your friend...

Christmas always makes me miss my mom and dad.
Two people who taught us the importance of Jesus...

Sometimes the weight of the world gets heavy
Work gets hectic...

If I could write the way I feel
Since you have been gone...

My sweet love.
With the outer armor...

It's easy to look back on life
And say...

The night we met
I was just an empty shell, of a man...

I don't want money
I don't need a lot of stuff...

I'm standing on the edge of the abyss
Not sure how much I can take of this...

When I was a boy I had my tonsils removed.
One night in the hospital and a week of ice cream...

Simply put
She has always been the most poetic prose of my...

Unhappiness seems to consume my soul
The way fire engulfs a building...