The fine line
Follow and walk on this fine line with me
A short drive
Life is with its intense mysteries, has me questioning who will I be?
Toxic warmth
She touches his hand, it is a burnin flame on her palm
The sky is falling
The sky is falling, falling
True to life
To find human perfection is unattainable and unsustainable,
New beginnings
Looking outside the window,
Spring
Unpredictable weather,
Not my place
The world is a concession of fear and hope,
All alone
Sometimes I go through my phone and there is no one to call.
Overlooking
I observe life and feel like I'm overlooking,
Into the abyss
She looks out into the clear blue water on a foggy afternoon,
Unknown days
The world is cold on those bad days,