Tuesday, April 9, 2013

I win

No games to be played
With this life that we made
Our first born son:
The greatest gift that I won

Friday, April 5, 2013

What is the sense

In keeping the pain so close.
What is the sense in continuing to hurt each other.
Why can't we just make it all right.
Space is what we need but yet space just doesn't feel right.
Heart break, heart break, heart break.