The End of the Tunnel
Every day seems to be a pitched battle against time. A race against the void which stands at the end of our days. But what is the source of this…
Every day seems to be a pitched battle against time. A race against the void which stands at the end of our days. But what is the source of this…
The cold chill of a late autumn eve spills from moonlit clouds,Casting shadows upon the village below.The windows are shut tight, a warm hearth burning within,Safely hidden away from the…
There will be times when you want to quit, when you want to give up because thing have gone so terribly wrong. But you have to persevere, and understand that…
A soul born of fire now dips below the horizonStruggling against an unavoidable fateHis light fades, replaced by darknessBuried beneath the stars.In memory of a path traced full upon the…
Each of us has something that we hold dear, and each of us aspires to become something more than a face in a crowd. Some of us let these aspirations slowly…
Each of us seem to be waiting for something in life. Waiting for something to happen that will fulfill out hopes and dreams, that will lift us up, that we…
I’ve been a bit introspective lately, and one thing I’ve noticed is that I am a fast starter, but then I lose my motivation rather quickly. Its an endless cycle…