Month: April 2018

Oneself

Me, myself, and I numbs while seeking myself what I am is not what I think I am time drifts while sensing myself what I am is not what you think I am Questions arise as to why my existence… Read More ›

The Way it Was

So young and naive  in love, we believed met at the altar never to falter said I do, I do, I love you  Too soon it faded our ties vacated ah, so sad, too bad   it’s time to close… Read More ›