The Earth is soaked
with blood and tears ….

Is anyone out there? Please respond or reach me somehow.

Knowledge was power to you.

There is no limit to your depression.

You are my past, present and future.

If you gotta do then do it right.

Poem about no boundaries.

It is so amazing to know that life is a paradox, wherein what gives life can kill and what is poisonous can cure too.

The distance may already be traveled.

I am questioning the choices I’ve made in later life. Almost mourning for what once was, but never truly had a chance. My naivete. Trust, shattered. It never mattered.