To Stop this Madness (Poem)

Oh, how I was wrong To think the Dark Days could be counted They seemingly go on and on The present moment always gone My thoughts chasing aching memories That trickle to my chest cavity Reflection Reflection Reflection Oh, to stop the madness Takes the will to be reborn

Make the Memories you Want & Cleanse your Spirit Often

November 7, 2015 My Future Child, One day you won’t be a child anymore. I both love and dislike the thought. I want you to truly enjoy this life, every second, every memory. That’s all we’ll have when we leave this life. I hope I give you great ones. When you’re an adult, you’ll have…