From All Sides

I stretch my hand as far as it can go into the cold dark hair. Stretching my finger tips I think I can feel something. Sadly though whatever it is in front of me it is not my destiny to walk by it’s side. Forever cast aside in the shadows of my melancholy I struggle…

Without Compassion

Have you already survived the most painful period of your life? Do you even have a clue on what could possibly bring you to your knees and keep you on the ground? Have you ever considered the little blip in your life is just that the tiniest bit of blip? There is no denying that…