Looking Through The Glass

some things I’m afraid to let go of some things I’m afraid to hold on some things make sense in the moment some only make sense when ...

I've never understood it. I've always been a fighter. Not angry. Not looking to prove myself, or pick a fight. But inside. I've ...

I realized today that I've probably never once thanked God for the body that I have. I can't remember ever thanking him for it. Whi...

Where am I found  Is it in you?  Where am I now Am I with you?  I am caught  Between empty things  And forgotten dreams  An...

I was reminiscing the other day on where I was 5 years ago. Quite a different place, quite a different person, I suppose.  Not radically d...

I've always felt like a hero. Yikes. That sounds big. And self-important. I don't mean it that way. I've just always deeply iden...

Something that happened recently that I want to share. Somedays it seems like a battle. In the quiet watches of the night it began. No war...