Once he felt there was
Nowhere else to go but down,
He chased the Bottom.

:Susan-kay :Hanzlik.

The Cold, Piercing Rain
Seeped down through the Chilling Night,
Deep into her Soul.

:Susan-kay :Hanzlik.

The World Disappears;
Not a Soul around when those
Hard Times come around.

:Susan-kay :Hanzlik.

All of the Lies that
We’ve been told, have created
Fake Realities…

:Susan-kay :Hanzlik.

Have you pondered how
Heavy “The Past” is, when you
Carry “It” Each Day?

:Susan-kay :Hanzlik.

Once he realized
That “letting go” was his “Key”,
He set himself free…

:Susan-kay :Hanzlik.