Snuggled on the couch, Enveloped in its folds, My eyes become drowsy. Cozy and warm am I— All is quiet as the candle burns through its wick. How lovely to be alone, In one’s apartment. Peaceful and content, But I’d better go to bed, or else I’m going to be sleeping on this couch.


Give me the strength, that I might not have. Give me courage, that I lack. To face what's difficult, what's hard to say. I don't want to disappoint you, but I surely can't lie. I don't want to hide, or take the cowardly route. But it's diffcult to do, because I know it'll hurt you. … Continue reading 39