A Decimated Dream.

A bunch of cowards

Yes! That’s what they are.

Brought a man to his knees

Before he could go any far. Continue reading


Path : A Haiku

and pave your own path

for if we all choose the same

roads would be crowded

I bleed

I cut

I bruise

I writhe

and then I bleed.

I cry

I squirm

I suffer

and still, I bleed.

I bump

I bang

I crack

and quietly, I bleed.

Down the road, not across the street

Will I die or will I bleed?