One Step At The Time

Small Progress Seems Futile

But Is As Valueable As Life

Im Engaged To Longing

With Sorrow As The Ring

Controlling Me, Denying Me



My Every Morning Is In Every Way

The Beginning Of A Recreation Day



Time Heals, But Still The Mourning Reigns

I Still Breathe When The Loss Reminds Me Again

I Am Here, Life Is Fear Sorrow Is All I Know

Am I In Dept cause So It Seems... What i owe

I DON'T KNOW

Devoured By Guilt And Cursed Beyond Control



My Every Morning Is In Every Way

The Beginning Of A Recreation Day