Home

In the attic, above wooden floor,
through the hallway of psychotic, locks upon my door,
near...

Home
12 months gone and passed.
Longing to return home
to his little girl, smiling at...

Always there for you.
Always care,but for who?
Some are broken,and never repaired.
...

STRANGERS CARE

During the moments that I’m feeling down

On the days that I struggle, or...

I want to go home
where the aroma of freshly baked croissants linger
I want to lie on the...

Everyone rushes past

A blur of byes

Or hi's on the way to the bus lot

Conversations...