Done Clocks are ticking Time is running out A rush of blood to the head occurs as I scramble to find reason in this madness I’m lost without you But you don’t seem to care You helped...

Waves came rolling in to break against the craggy shore.  He watched as they scurried back, only to gather themselves back up and ram against the rocks once more.  Straining his eyes, he looked as far...

The hour is uncertain. The road in front of me, vast and without apparent end. My destination is there,  just beyond the edge of the rain. “Fine night to be about,’ ey?”, said a passer-by. The...