tears silently fall
through the nights soft embrace
midst heartbroken sighs
alone in the dark
a promise hangs unspoken
beneath muted skies
~Mark Schutter ©2015
Sometimes you have to walk away… Chapter 3 began taking shape in my mind following a conversation with…
There are no neutral encounters; each action, each word, each thought either gives life or takes it. Do…
a step or two is all it takes to reach the other side so I stand in total…
Can you ever truly return to a moment once it has passed? Or return to a time that…
I am tired, so tired; of drinking the sweet poison of the false infinite. I am tired, so…
Life does not begin in a year from now, in an hour, or even a minute from now….
