Wishing upon a fallen star, our last hope for healing the thought within the soul that is trapped behind the locked door and the only one that has the key is me…

The last time we will meet is when you are out the door and gone for good!!!


As we learn the lessons from our past is that we are holding onto the keys to so many locked doors that we want to enter, but we can’t find the right key to open our door in front our eyes.

As we turn the corner into a different room and find that people don’t won’t to see me.

So do I do to ask for help to those that do not care for what my life is all about. The single truth is when we are surrounded by people who only think about finding their truth in life.