feeling run through

in the airir

i staire

to gather my thoughts

lots

of feeling run through

knew

something will there

can't be unaware

i continue

i do travel

on a jouney

were something

i can lean on

not a long walk

holding my soul up high

i try

for the next path

that i have

The Book is Being Written

How we observe and how we reflect.

The Dreary Faceless

The observations and reflections of a traveller in a foreign land.

The Model House

The facades of a perfect home.

The Woman Who

This peom is about a woman in my life, who is suppose to be there for me but is not.

IdEgo

Dreams, desires, id and ego.