Poems
Truth And Lies
Fell Into Bed
Hands On My Head
Murder Of Crows
No Where To Go
Woke In The Morning
Shaking Hands
Had Midnight Twitches
Now Morning Witches
Break Down
Times I knew
Your heart was not mine
Asked you to sit a while
Maybe for one last time
Wanted you to look at me
Like there was no other
But All I could feel
Was unbroken Pain
Empty Congregations
Feeling Empty
Feeling Lost
All Used Up
At What Cost
No More Dreams
No More Hopeless Schemes
I’m Just Left
With Legal Woes