Oh, there they go again. She's no good...


Ah, the drudgeries of life. Why cannot we all just get along ? Why do I have to let everyone down all the time. Why do they have to remind me in everything they do that I am the one that causes all the turmoil and problems. I am the "failure". Why ?

Driving
On a soft, subtley black night
Racing with the moon
Eternal beams were never so noticably
Bright

Spring of June

Trees blossom below the shining stars
Mixing me into a brew of emotional novocaine
Mind at ease amidst the serenity
Keeping me alive during wax
And wane

October

Gold never had such value
As on the leaves that coat the earth
In a glaze of beautiful treasure
What an unspoken honor
What an emotional pleasure