LUSUMWAH

Perfection is a mirage that burdens the souls of many. It is an idea imposed that consumes and leaves a valley of dry bones. It is a lie...

Lord, my heart drowns in sorrow's tide. How long must your children have to suffer and hide? Twisted are the hearts of Men! They only...

Hey guys, Today's post is slightly different from those I have been uploading since the beginning of this new year. It's currently 10:04,...

Jeopardy The waves are crashing onto the edge of the boat. Enough to make my heart dance out of sync. This is a rhythm I am unfamiliar...