I Couldn’t See The Point Of Getting

I Do Not Know Who I Am, Where I Am Going - And I Am The One Who Has To Decide The Answers To These Hideous Questions.

If I Have A Dry Spell ... I Wait And Live Harder, Eyes, Ears, And Heart Open, And When The Productive Time Comes, It Is That Much Richer.

Talking About My Fears To Others Feeds It.

The Lawn Was White With Doctors

I Am Dead To Them, Even Though I Once Flowered.