I knew it. I knew the moment it happened. I had seen these eyes before. They were the familiar pair I had seen all too frequently in my hopes and dreams. It was that very same pair of eyes that looked over me in my sleep, hoping that they themselves would get a chance to … More Eyes That Saved Me From Myself
7:30AM My days always start the same. A belief, that with each new day there is somehow a way to make all the wrong right, to choose to latch onto hope rather than embrace my own fears. Always asking myself the same question. Is this all there really is? I believe in things in this … More Some Kind Of Believable.
Time has a very funny way of showing us it cares. More often than not, we run out of it, always leaving us with our backs to the wall. It surely only respects us as long as we show it respect. If we manage it properly, if we keep ourselves in check long enough to … More Time.