Life's been pretty simple,Yet,Seemingly pointless.I've been doing the usual:Open mics,Open mics,And some more open mics,Yet I've performed less due to how I've been feeling.Monday was straight forward at KGB.Showed up after a twenty-nine and sixty-something cent meal at Burger Head.Paid for my seven dollar mini bottle of Canada Dry soda water.Sat down inside of the... Continue Reading →
Echoes Of A Pin Dropped – Day 177, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
A band-aid can only hold on for so long.The wound may close up halfway after being worn after quite some time,But,Eventually,It'll be soaken entirely.Every corner discolored by a mistake too late to undo…Those who can't afford a replacement,What do they do?Bleed out until an infection occurs without any access to medicine?Surround themselves by doctors in... Continue Reading →