The Song Of Life

The Song of Life
is such a joyous thing.
A symphony of magic
beckoning,
Inviting me to join
its wandering
And learn to be set free on upward wing
I lift my face to hear
its vibrant cry
And set my pace
to follow the sky.
And each new day
I find a reason why
The melody must soar
and so must I.
Anon

Girl in the mirror

I’m looking at the girl in the mirror and I can see me. Selective memory throws glimpses of the person I was, the person I wanted to be. These blank eyes have answers to none of the questions that pop out. Though, I’m still wondering how I got there. It was never planned, I never [...]

I am so numb

Sometimes I feel so numb. I can barely see the light of the day. Am I dying, I don’t really know. Do I care, my world is gone. Shed a tear on the grave, build a sand castle to be washed away again. Should I live, is there a reason? Give me a reason to [...]