Everybody makes mistakes.

Hope is a small mercy.

I haven’t been the same since you stopped being mine.

Of the day’s work into the pleasant surrender
Nothing else is needed
All surrounds us in this time
The truth of what really matter.

Just a poem written by me. A poem called: You cannot be saved.

Broken you stand in the darkness.
Tears are running down your face.
Tears are dropping on the cold stone floor.
You will forget the days when only sunshine posessed your delicate soul….

Time changes things forever.

Surrender your trust to me.

You deserve to rest now.

This sonnet explores the paradox of how hardships and difficult relationships can serve to help remedy negative tendencies within our own psyche, thus leading the way to spiritual advancement.

My heart can’t bear to be hurt anymore.