• From Hail To Snow

    Wet and cold they chilled my bones,
    Leaving me feeling uncomfortable.
    The pillows now transformed into stones,
    Making there chase unbearable.... more »

  • Salvation

    You stared up at me hardly able to breath.
    I only wanted my life with you to be so very happy.
    Your facial expression tore at my already healed wounds
    As another tear strolled down your already broken angelic face.... more »