Wake the Beast
We tiptoe quietly around afraid to wake the beast. He lies quietly sleeping, dozing fitfully his power unreleased….
We tiptoe quietly around afraid to wake the beast. He lies quietly sleeping, dozing fitfully his power unreleased….
“Sometimes, you have to let people feel the weight of who you are… and let them deal with…
Around the bend, on a narrow road. Comes the end, of all we have known The colors…
In the beginning the lines we draw around our lives serve to define and differentiate us, and then…
reaching out, desperate surrounded but feeling left out again alone and cold into the shadows begins the drift…
You are light and grace Shining in my blackest night You are light and grace You are hope…
Drained to my very inner core, right through to the marrow of my bones. Hiding behind the misinterpreted,…
Setting sun crystals Flowing over today’s pain Rest in the twilight Moments slip away Carried upon angels wings…
sins evil repeated fallen stumbles seeking repentance carrying burdens forever through a life of squandered unfulfilled dreams reaching…
The following is a poem I wrote recently regarding a training event and then I added the lines…