I heard about you before I arrived, walking through the hospital wards to find my girl, I tried to stay away, a plan to avoid would be contrived, but like all my plans this too fell. It was a short introduction, it really was, for I was there for my girl I wanted not to... Continue Reading →
This battered room I've seen before The broken bones they heal no more, no more. To read a mind you've got to redefine the line to make your circle sing, I'll describe the way I feel Weeping wounds that never heal Can the savior be for real Or are you just my seventh seal?
I reached out to fast, racing towards an internal light,
John Mayer hit a chord within me a few years back. The release of Heartbreak Warfare immediately skyrocketed the song to the top of my favourites by him, and to be honest, that is not an easy thing to do when the song is more pop than the bluesy ballads that he normally brings to the stage.
Sleep was welcoming, as we both settled down as the day was starting to break. The feeling of restful peace was short-lived, the children were up even after settling them a little while after my wife had gotten home.
It was the start of the new year, instead of staying up late celebrating the midnight fireworks, I was laid back on the couch watching a tutorial on acrylic painting. The time dragged on; slowly as if a time master wanted to enjoy the moment. If I had a grandfather clock the ticking would have sent me insane.
It was the night before Christmas..... Wait wait wait, no one cares for that old fable now do they? Let us tell a new story to celebrate the evening before.
There I was, in the midst of drama at work, never-ceasing pain and an urge to create a masterpiece bigger than anything Leonardo Da Vinci could ever pull off. Alright, I may be slightly exaggerating here but hey, who doesn't.