Words are all we have; they may not be free, but they are certainly cheap.
When dusk dissolves the last shreds of light,
Do heroes lay awake at night?
Or do they dream, brilliant days to come-
With a winning smile, good deeds all done?
...
I have been told
that men who slay monsters
are but monsters to be
as I feel the night sky
...
the calm
cool face of the river
asked not for a
kiss
...
she doesn't know who I am
when it comes down to me
I think to myself
we can never be again
...
you can convince yourself
of just about anything
if you're not sure what you want
not quite sure who you've been
...