Shouldn't The World Stop? Don't

Parents Rarely Let Go Of Their Children, So Children Let Go Of Them. They Move On. They Move Away. The Moments That Used To Define Them - A Mother's Approval, A Father's Nod - Are Covered By Moments Of Their Own Accomplishments. It Is Not Until Much Later, As The Skin Sags And The Heart Weakens, That Children Understand; Their Stories, And All Their Accomplishments, Sit Atop The Stories Of Their Mothers And Fathers, Stones Upon Stones, Beneath The Waters Of Their Lives.

Strangers Are Just Family You Have Yet To Come To Know.

We All Lose Somebody We Care About And Want To Find Some Comforting Way Of Dealing With It, Something That Will Give Us A Little Closure, A Little Peace.

Death: The Only True Emotion Felt In An Apathetic World

I Am Every Age, Up To My Own.