Stress
Life's empty threats They bind the soul They change and mold it These threats mean nothing The amount to nothing more than an empty shell But they grow They seep into you They create chaos They agitate and create anger with in They force you...
Hand of Love
**It was in that hand** **Where all the fear left my soul,** **Where I felt at home,** **Where I found the peace to sleep,** **Where I found a true angel.** [![Creative Commons...
Hand of Guidence
**That which we flee from alone,** **That which we can't face,** **Is that which you guided me through.** **The hand I know and trust.** [![Creative Commons...