

Somewhere in the skySilence dances by the fire, casting shadows on the ground. People clutching, pale and rigid, shadows swirling all around. Shadows forming in their focus causing everything to dim. Bitter words that he won't say, But everyone is watching him. Hoping that there's some way out apart from running, tearing down, pounding through the line of faces-- left and gone without a sound. Hoping that the answers wait beyond the shroud of no return, watching for the embers dying, black without the heat to burn. He's unable to explain why he's alone inside thSomewhere in the sky


The Obituary that I WroteI've taken back every word I said. I've undermined escape to trap me on the island. Never looking back, I press on with one good paddle left in a hole filled boat that slowly takes me forwards and slowly takes me down. God's grace is sufficient to float me to the shore, but I can't stay here.The Obituary that I Wrote
I won't stay here.
I wish I could say I'm sorry; sorry for leaving so soon, sorry for growing up, sorry that all I said was like a banner in the breeze; making a lot of noise, but never really doing anything. You can take the hu


I've heard it beforeThe complaints, the excuses, I've heard them all before. The fact of the matter is, we are the same, the same of matter, the same--of life. What separates us is how we live, but our differences often reflect our similarities, causing the fabric of life to intertwine-- causing our roads to cross on the journey. Even merge. There is no choice. There is no choice but to persist, to clutch the helm and exploit the wind to carry us forward on this journey which we are meant to travel, of which we have no choice.I've heard it before
So often in the nightwailing persists &n
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-Saga
Cheers,
X-tension
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