What Year Is This?

What year is this? Is it the year Of my freedom, my triumph? Or just another disaster I must and will master. Creeping, crawling through The sadness, the madness Striving for some gladness To dwell here in my heart When will it start? When will all this muddy Turmoil...

She’s Coming Home

  She’s coming home I’ll pick her up No more alone Forever to stay here Here at home. May have sadness Remorse and regrets But she will lay In peace and happiness Forever, ever to be missed My sweet Sweet little miss. Her soft, rough fur Her gentle...

Heartache Joyous Flowing Down

Heartache joyous flowing down Releasing sadness all around. Making love a thing of the past Making sorrow ever last. Melancholy thoughts abound Swirling, twirling, I hear the sound. Make me happy, make me see This hardship is not my destiny. ~ Patrice © Patrice...

This Is A Time When Sadness Is Ashamed

This is a time When sadness is ashamed We did not fulfill All the promises that needed be. Nothing has gotten done Nothing, empty, hollow Reaches out begins to swallow All my heart wants for tomorrow. Nothing left, just empty sadness Weighing heavy on my chest. ~...