SoulReserve
It was never easy to break me
but you knew how,
And now,
the peices of my heart rattle
in their panes.
© soulreserve 2015
We all want unconditional love,
but, are we ready to give back half as much?
© soulreserve 2015
Once as a child, I was given a balloon, 
on a happy day;
And I remember wishing for another,
every-time,
I wanted a day, to be just as good.
Did you ever feel this way? (© soulreserve 2015 )
They are pumping this planet with enough hot air;
You think some day, they will all rise above it?
© soulreserve 2015  (Hot Air Rises)
I look into the silhouette of the sleeping city, and wonder, how many colors there actually are in what we carelessly call ‘black’
© soulreserve 2015