Saturday, January 17, 2015


I know enough to know
I will never know enough.
These eyes
though wise
still gaze
with wonder
and surprise.
This foolish heart
still yearns
as often
as it burns
and through it all
my world
still turns.
Facing fear
I persevere
and unlikely
as it seems
I'm still here.

Friday, January 2, 2015


Mind full of angst
heart full of fear
I do not wish
to linger here.
My greatest hope
is to be free
of the hell inside
yet still be me.