I stepped on the scale to decide (once and for all)
The weight of sorrow and
Found its heaviness immeasurable
I stepped on the scale to decide (once and for all)
The weight of sorrow and
Found its heaviness immeasurable
Thoughts-poetry on life, nature and spiritual
A Teen's Definition of Life
Amateur poetry can be found here
From Sunset to Dawn
Words are wild, so is my heart.
words. spirit. alchemy.
poetry to heal and inspire
Writing and Stuff by Chris Hall - Storyteller and Accidental Blogger
As long as there's breath, there will always be HOPE because nothing is pre-written and nothing cannot be re-written!
Cindy Knoke
Wow. That’s relatable. And so beautiful!!
Thank you again!