Expressions

October 21, 2024 0 Comments 0 tags

Hello darkness, my old friendI’ve come to talk with you againBecause a vision softly creepingLeft its seeds while I was sleepingAnd the vision that was planted in my brainStill remainsWithin

Chalkboard Art

November 5, 2015 0 Comments 5 tags

Time, time, timeSee what’s become of meWhile I looked around for my possibilities I was so hard to pleaseLook aroundLeaves are brownAnd the sky is a hazy shade of winter