The sophisticated escape from that too-long to-do list.
Cancer:“ A half empty cup can never be fullTo hear a pessimist is quite optimisticFor many feel insane that they are loosing controlOf the feelings caught in the seams of their smilesOthers can feel a similar shudder,Knowing that pain can never go awayFor its memory …
Tie the knot of a love detouraround the turn the heart shall befriendfinding truth and simplicity galoreslowly waiting to reach the endcrawling along a tortured roadallowing only thoughts to flowerupt in fervid flame to goadchanging the light, now able to gothe stop sign stands around …
the little girl sits at the window she is the dream catcher the people walking by pay no attention but she analyzes, in the few moments of their passing their essence spills on the pavement she collects their dreams and adds them to her own …
I know I’m not the only one who has those awful dreams where you’re running from someone or something terrible and cannot shout for help. These dreams keep me awake for the rest of the night with a knot in my stomach tugging …