A break.For a voice broken by the pain.Pain I feel from the second I wake,In a dream-like state I find myself lost in,Often… Offset colors blind my eyes when attempting to look past it,But,Every hue paints over what isn't tragic,With memories intending to blackout my vision for a brighter future… Red…Opaque on a mile's worth... Continue Reading →
Rebel Without A Cause
On mornings where my fingers can't paint a picture, I refer to what my dreams and nightmares have to offer. Especially during times where my heart doesn't seem to become any softer... Regardless, I foster my confidence as a prophet in a city where devils run the scene, While rebels act with cameras in hand... Continue Reading →