The Hell within… was sparked by traumatic events.   The Hell within my mind… was seared into my memory.   The Hell within my heart… is the locomotive force of my writing.   The Hell within… will remain as I refuse what was my heaven!

The shadow I cast at night, is that of my soul on fire.   The shadows of my passion, cast onto the faces of others.   The shadow of a tall flame, one that rises the more it consumes.   The shadows within… cast themselves...

Are we gazing into the mere moments we have left? Not into each other's eyes, rather into the only time we have left? Rather than moments, let's gaze on into many years ahead! When we’re old and still in-love…

The dawn was new, the day was fresh Life filled with endless possibilities The sun had lit a path of successUntil temptation overshadowed susceptibilities This storm was brewing with humility An internal chaos hidden and unknownColliding rising temps of instability Boiling before the stones...

In my mind's subconscious  There was a peaceful calmness Then life's reality crept upon us Dark thoughts haunting and ominous    The horizon once clear and endless But loved one's deaths left me senseless From this heartache I am defenseless  Alone in this world now friendless   My confused...