Life is misery, death is contentment. Once more I step into daylight, but still washed in nighttime. Hues of misery shine in both night and day.  Can heaven wait?  I cannot wait forever for happiness. Whether it be the sun or moon, hues of misery shine.      

I once was a most beautiful thing a rose in full bloom now a gentle warm breeze blows the last of my petals  to the ground. My scent too is fading barely a hint of it left, few bees or butterflies visit to take my seed to...

Mumm, I love the sweet taste of Louisiana. Nothing is better than having a full belly before a long trip. It's been 2 years since I stopped here in this town, unintentionally.When I arrived, it was filled with young,...