Breathing life into a
Troubled soul
Dripping with Regret
Patience
Only few things matter in this world
You
Yourself
The Horizon
Speechless
Years pass
Pages are folded
Thoughts are put away
Given the chance
I am Speechless
This will not matter tomorrow
Present
Wanting to look over Mountains
Look down on this world
Presently I am captured by
The beauty of Trees
Quiet
Only in my eyes do I see the world spiral out of control
The undertow of life the silent struggle
There are no rules
Where does it stop and life begin
Searching
Optimism
Optimism
Solitude
Finding those moments is significant
Getting there is the reward
Potential
Solitude
Finding those moments is significant
Getting there is the reward