I am not perfect - in fact, far from it. Nor am I at all strict - too delicate for it. Yet, not enough to enter heaven's doors, nor worthy enough to walk on your humble floors. Will you forgive me, for everything I can admit to now, freely? I was a ball of fire, … Continue reading Forgive Me
Walk out the door, take my heart with you, while you choose - right or left? I turn back, I look at your empty spot; stark and engulfing. I wonder - right or left? Your right is a great path; one you have treaded for two years, carving your matching initials along the way. She … Continue reading Right or Left?
I met a man by the name of Paul, in a room full of red chairs, down a hall with three closed doors, in a building with hanging purple banners; home to three masters, puppets of these purple banners, followers of anyone with a crown. I earned a pass, a right to enter their closed … Continue reading Redeemed
I am not a perfect rose; I am not pristine glass; I am not a white page; I am not April's favorite day. My thorns will cut you deep; my glass will break your reach, yet, my heart is open for you to enter as you please. My list of errors runs long - it … Continue reading Monday’s Mistake
Why do you care for me? asked the sea, Why do you walk miles to be with me? Why do you come back to be hurt again by me? I will answer you, lovely sea; I will tell you why, gladly. Here, I find my favorite things; your waves give me beginnings, high melodies, and … Continue reading Lovely Sea