An observor is all you can be when you're a drifter without a home to lay His head in.Human interaction is what I've dreaded,For as long as I can remember while heading towards heaven,I find in a pen,And,Paper littered with my thoughts,Dreams,Knowing I will never receive a citation for it.I'm quite proud to have hoarded,Journal... Continue Reading →
I Just Can’t Tell – Day 175, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
My chest feels a variety of pain I don't quite know how to define on most days.On some it feels like a popped lung,On others it's pain from a slight cough,But,Today?I can't tell.I can't tell because,I haven't found much reason to want to stay on planet Earth.A home we've been forced to call home from... Continue Reading →
Drifters – Day 147, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Drifters have no place in the world,But,That's okay.We leave our marks,In a world so scarce of love,In hopes to leave a smile on someone's face.In hopes to change what we yearn to change,In hearts made of stone when staring into Medusa's gaze.The snake slithering in grass we often forget to cut.The bane of our existence... Continue Reading →
