My StormYou covered the bright sky in shades of gray. And drove away all thoughts of hope. The water is dark, as I search the bay, I'm looking for a way to cope.My Storm
I can feel my heart tremble inside me As iron waves crash against the rocks. My spirit is drenched and stung by the sea. The frigid air curses and mocks.
Thoughts of you ripple through my head; Whispers, slowly building, as they reach the shore. Memories of you are everywhere I tread Every moment of silence fills me with dread
Anticipating the waves; the deafening roar. I can feel it coming, it
What WasThe night is wearing on You’re lingering in the back of my mind Memories pulse in my head To a disco-beat that will drive me madWhat Was
Why do you touch me, When it’s more than I can handle? Tears press behind my eyes, It’s too much, I can’t breathe!
I’m running from what was,
And never more can be I said goodbye then. I can’t do it again.
A Burning DesireThe anger engulfs me; Choking every other emotion. My throat tightens with every passing moment, Is silence my only option?A Burning Desire
I feel faint as I hold myself back, Hot blood courses through my veins, And my head is so very full, Of so many ideas that struggle against their chains.
I hold back, But my hands burn with desire. How do I release the overflow? My skin is blazing hot like a pyre.
Tears prick behind my eyes, As I reach for the knife. You gave me no choice; Tonight I'll end our strife.
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Diligo Est A Virus Cursor Per Nostrum Vena
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A great photograph is a full expression of what one feels about what is being photographed in the deepest sense, and is, thereby, a true expression of what one feels about life in its entirety. ~Ansel Adams
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