When can I leave this place? This place that does not want me. This place that derives amusement from my torment. Is breaking all that I...

Sometimes, it feels like I’m breathing through a plastic bag. The darkness seems to surround me, fighting for a way inside; my thoughts...

How can a man be free when fear rules him? If every moment is spent as a prisoner of pain, pleasure will be the shackles he fastens...

I am in desperate need of the Lords presence. He will provide for me in my hour of need. I am in need now, because of this I know that...

The wind can speak, but do not believe a word she says. There is nothing she likes more than halting progress. She’ll scare you from your...