It doesn't have to matter, but it does It doesn't have to hurt, but it does It doesn't have to die, but it does You make it so

I lie awake wondering Concocting dreamscapes and fantasies They are not real, but I take to them anyways I float away from reality, drift...

It came to me in a dream That this would come to pass It has not yet arrived But I hope that it will last

It may not be the right time It may not be the right place Yet here I am Ready to embrace

I feel as if a feather, drifting through the wind Caught in a state of exposure, I writhe I can't see the ground, it's fallen beneath me...

A resting place, far from home She finds her solitude, lost and alone Her light grows dim, her eyes grow full Let the darkness out,...

I see her lying there, withering away Not able to lift her head, only a tilt and a sway She’s succumbed to the darkness Partial to deceit...

It lingers here, now and again In between the space of dreams and hopeless dread It fills me with a cloying sense of calm Knowing there's...

Wandering through the misery I've made my home It's safe here, nothing unknown I want to seep into its comfort, never to leave This is my...

It’s Sunday now and I feel so alone Nothing to quell this fire, this burning pain of woe I can’t step foot beyond the threshold of my...

Is it too hard to start or too hard to continue? You know the truth. You believe in the power of now. So why do you dig in your heels?...

Hi, my love I whisper, I console You are my heart I muse, I bestow Even if I shall not receive it, freely will I give Father taught me...

It's inane. It's undeniable. It's unattainable. What are you to me? Nothing right now. Maybe later. Maybe never. I guess time will tell....

My lonely heart is calling out for companionship. My camera roll filled with memories of her, I ache. If we start again, how will it be...

Respite is easy in your embrace There will be no tide to pull me away They say that comfort is danger Well then you, my love, are my...

Somewhere in the quiet I rest my weary head Find respite in the cool and damp morning air I take a walk, from room to room These walls...

Here we are, once again Familiar crossings, familiar doubts But something’s changed Breaths come slower, thoughts are fleeting Am I ready...

“When will the answers get here. Please Selene, help me, you must.” ... Only I know it must be I who answers my own self Again and again...