“Poetry is all that is worth remembering in life.”
— William Hazlitt
The Lighthouse
The banks had been battered by the oceans waves, day after day, for years longer than I remember. I lived here, so the rage of the water crashing against the boulders lying
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A Feeling of Gray
Miles away, looking at myself
A hollow feeling inside
From out of nowhere it came
“Why”, it screams, says this simple mind
…
Always, I Will
I think about it sometimes…
And always I will…
It’s not as if I’ve lost my mind…
I’ve only lost how to feel
…
