It’s in the early hours,
the hours where tired takes over
and missing fades into the background.
Eyes can finally close,
as sweet … click on image to read
Let your light shine!

It’s in the early hours,
the hours where tired takes over
and missing fades into the background.
Eyes can finally close,
as sweet … click on image to read
Oh, glorious pain, that I might not have known you, but for love’s sweet embrace. How grateful am I for a heart that bleeds because of love’s sweet kiss.
Only sorrow dwells in the caverns of lost dreams.
She sits, staring silently through the pellucid panes. A world awaits, yet she sits, watching, safe and sheltered. Outside, joy awaits. An emotion she no longer trusts. Every encounter reveals the same thing. Her life is riddled with the ghosts of hidden sorrows. Dreams that linger reminding her who she once was, what she hopedContinue reading “The Ghosts of Hidden Sorrows”