I've always been a drifterfor as long as I can remember. I've never had the drive to chase dreams, and rarely even had any dreams to begin with. I never chased love, or a mortgage, or children. Somehow, I just...

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…

Lying lonely in this grave... It's too late, my soul to save... For Ravens flock and fly around... Just to hear my lonely sounds...   Claustrophobic in the ground... Darkness clothes me all around... Many souls do lurk above... The ones who didn't praise God enough...   But why...