Love is conflicting, confusing, we search for love, fall victim to it's perils, and just when we have reached our end, an equal reaches out and brush ..
Written for a group challenge.. It is not biographical. Shows how an addiction overwhelms and takes over, before one starts to realize he/she has a pr..
I cried a bounty of tearsfor the trenchant ills of the worldfinding peace only as the last tear fell.Hope washed anewwhen in gentle reminder my heart ..
Just past denialsomewhere on the road to heartacheyou will see the path meander...that's where you will findsadness gathering.Cloaked in resentmentbas..