Wanderings Of A Philosophical Wonderer

As I hold the blade and press it against the weaving, tears run down my face. Three years of running, three years of hoping, three years of ...

An unnatural chill descends over me as I finally realise what has been taken from me without my knowledge or consent. Parts of my self are s...

I am tired of dancing around in circles. How can I hunt your demons down when you refuse to name them? For you alone, I would face a thousan...

Dawn is a breath away, and I greet the cool Friday morning with a heart as full as the moon that floats high above me, my companion througho...

The night is nice tonight, and the half moon is like a cheshire cat's grin against the velvet skies. The ice in my bottle tinkles softly...

Go away and leave me to tend to my wounds in lonely silence. J bridges the distance that much more with each day, and my piano will arrive t...

I have half a mind to vanish completely from everyone who seeks me out. Four bottles surround me; they were full an hour ago. Now I'm le...