A disorganized house is the sign of an organized mind

Wondering I’ve lost my footing along the way I no longer hold my head up high Would anyone wonder why? Whether at work or at play ...

I can never be the better person Remember that, love When you are in your cups In your grey hair Hating me As men grow to hate th...

Someday never comes Tomorrow waits for none If you can hear me, answer Cause my darkness screams in the night My throat is raw, I’v...

A spark lights the way It glows like a fay It burns higher and faster Leading quickly to disaster You must prove who is the master ...