Memories pop into mind like,A game of Russian Roulette.Each one,Anxiety-ridden.Sweat beads down my forehead at every turn of events.Never do I know which one will coerce me to pull the trigger,But,I figured,It's a risk that must be taken.What other thrill do I have besides,Going through a photobook imprinted in my mind,As I pick at every... Continue Reading →
An Odd Bawl – Day 81, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
An oddball,Thrown against a wall often.Forced to feel the cracks,Until my skin was pried open.But,Every scar you see is a painting made by God,For you to witness and be inspired,By pain we all suffer regardless if we desire to,Or not… I'm okay with that,I accept it.As you should as well,Instead of,Leaning over wishing wells,Throwing pennies... Continue Reading →