Thinly Veiled
Middle of a restless night. Wide awake an hour after midnight. Tossing. Turning. I fake my anger...go back to sleep,…
Middle of a restless night. Wide awake an hour after midnight. Tossing. Turning. I fake my anger...go back to sleep,…
Each step a struggle, every breath, A journey through the vale of death. The weight it presses never wanes, Like…
What Are My Odds? Improve your success by being prepared. If depending on luck, you must understand, the odds are…