Thoughts I write up,Like day jobs and strike one.Batter's up,While I'm boxed in,On a search for diamonds without a need to buy one.I'm shining,Glass cups to my lightbulb while I light one.I'm dining alone with many knives,A,Will to surviveWith demons in mind,Who believe I should die!Regardless of all my beliefs in Christ… But,I let bygones... Continue Reading →