Winter comes here and i just sleep
Winter comes here and i just sleep
Catching up with hopes and dreams.. So what happens if I just work and sleep? Then, I guess, I just work and sleep, and then catch up.
Dreams are like this sometimes.
She lined her windows with cobalt glasses, wine bottles and sometimes even glass birds. She was the the only poet I had ever known, so part of me thought this was how it had to be done, until of course she started getting cats, and they disagreed. They were right of course. That is also …
Was it just me or was it easier to take yourself to seriously in the 80’s? Adults seemed to have no clue or I had no clue … Whatever, I always found solace in music. Even today as a grown up, music is still important. Who knew! In the 80’s it almost seemed like adults …
Another day Wash, rinse, repeat Failure, disappointment, and yet the days pass Hope lights the morning sky but with it anxiety that it will just be another day another day of oppression another day of failure just another day but hopeful that this new dawn will bring a new day
The rising tide 