...and even on the quietest days, Of the mind and heart, Where acceptance is still far, But ignorance works for now, I end up with the...

I like my dreams during the day, With my eyes open and mind too. The dreams at night are too cryptic, To first remember then decode,...

I'm distant, But you're close, Hanging on tiny strings of hope, Silencing chaos as it comes and goes, You're not distant, But I'm neither...

I've been the bright blue sky, Reflecting hope all over the horizon, Now, I'm the midnight sky, Bluer than the blues, Yet, not black, I...