H. O’Neill

Learning that time heals everything Time measured By the Defected heartbeats Accompanying every Lonely sunset By all the Broken nights Touched by the cold side of the bed By Changing pressures And evolution By The hairs wrenched searching For all the solutions By the sore bones that shape each gaits hobble By the lethargic minds … Continue reading H. O’Neill

Self-Doubt; Sit With Me.

Evil, sly, existence Living somewhere within Your sludge deep inside of me Navigating my path with your sins. So self righteous and destructive Such a nightmare to endure I start to create, then somehow, end up a pathetic pile on the floor. Release me from your grips Those claws imbedded in my brain Set me … Continue reading Self-Doubt; Sit With Me.