The eyes we view the world with is less clear than the heart that beats through the ones who block that view.

Pray? I did and got my answer, now I cant get out from under this glass that steals my air and distorts the faces that watch me.

When my angels are your demons, do we come from the same place?

We all come back from bitter challenges. I thought I heard someone on my path back. Impossible, no one has walked in my shoes.

With your eyes open your mind is closed, with an open mind seeing is not believing because your heart is stranded in a place that can't see or think.