Mark's Musings

A miscellany of thoughts and opinions from an unimportant small town politician and bit-part web developer

Everybody hurts sometimes


They’re all stuck.

Look at me.

Silence is gray.

Silence is golden.

Silence is a stone in my mouth.

Nobody can see me.

I had no idea.

They’re going to miss me.

Here we go again.

What is she thinking?

17 years…

If I had a gun.

How’m I gonna do this?

Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.

They that sow in tears shall reap in joy.

Stop singing. Stop singing. Stop singing.

You die, you turn to dust.

I’ll talk when I want to.

Why won’t you answer me?

Vamos a perder toda nuestra dignidad.

No tenemos mas tiempo.

No more tears.

Then can I grieve…
…at grievences foregone.

She’s gone.


There’s nothing I can do.

Leave me alone.