“Inhabited walls curse words and silences.

Weakened by truth, discovers the sorrowed soul
that abuse lies in wrong, love with her.”




“Down dark depths lie and swim emotions,
few emerge the drowned sea:
like children run the alley those run lives,
slowly walk nightmares,
impatiently wait.

Down the blue ocean we lay them back
whispering word of love.”



By William Ernest Henley

“Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.”