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

H O’Neill

Slowly raising our gaze Heart lowers sharp As we meet A reflection we forgot we knew Dark, off black Bluish lipped Beady red eyes Ill equipped To face its own dark realities Uncertainly We move forward Don’t worry Worried? Worry faster lock the ports ? the borders ? Certainly your door though Inwardly seeking For … Continue reading H O’Neill