between
the
lines

You hide behind a mask of molded insecurities A smile, brick by brick, made from the impurities The ones that dwell in your empty chest,...

Cold icy weather nips at my nose Like Jack Frost leaving little Eskimo kisses My fingers, toes, nose All numb from the cold My breath...

An officer at the ready Standing straight and tall Not knowing that his actions Soon would all the world enthrall A rifle on his shoulder...

Laying in bed Eyes closed Slow music on My mind drifts far away Somewhere between asleep and awake This in-between state of mind...