insight

Satori

What is my nature? So many questions flood my mindWhat do I see reflected when holding a mirror on my soul?What would a lover see?And another, what might they see?A Mistress here and submissive there, What do they see?Can anyone know my soul...

Who cares

"Sometimes you have to ask the tough questions"

My heart has been wounded,no solace in sight.No arms offer comfort.Nor ears hear my plight.No eyes see my discomfort.No heart touched by my pain.Profoundly alone.Steadily going insane.Lips mouthing voices.Ears hearing whispers and screams.Or is that the sound,of shattered dreams?Lungs struggle...