Artist:Lost,Broken souls in search of meaning through mediums I call a gift and a curse.One can either sketch a drawing making eyes squint in disgust,Or widen eyes elated by the beauty they've immersed themselves in.A painter can either paint a picture framing a grin on your face,Or stain your mind with the kind of darkness... Continue Reading →
Different Kind Of Strum – Day 343, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Guitars I don't strum,But,I pull on heart strings,Making anybody sing to the beat of their own drums.A musician I'm not,But,Making someone smile is instrumental to my life while I find a reason to live without much,To my name.After all,I' an artist full of pain,Painting a picture for anyone looking for more than a moment to... Continue Reading →