Stains.Cuts.Bruises.All represent your will to persevere through it all.Every night you've bawled,From the thought of everyone leaving you during your toughest moments.Every night you've stepped on a stage while heckled by the hopeless.Every morning you've went to work no matter how much you've despised a job paying for each show,And,A meal your closest friends weren't... Continue Reading →
Blood-Stained Flowers – Day 181, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Luster of moonlight radiating off of splattered blood will blind most who come across it.I,For one,Would rather admire the one Tulip that wasn't stained on a battlefield I've never fought in.The world may be as ugly as our darkest desires,But,That doesn't mean beauty doesn't surround us everywhere we go.Just,A choice we're given the minute we... Continue Reading →
Dirty Work
Seduced by the thought of getting my hands dirty,Just,In ways you would never think I'd be.Like,Grabbing a cup of Tea at your favorite restaurant for a chance to feed!Your soul with love you've wanted for as long as you've known,Only God knows... Whether it's a ketchup stain on a pair of slacks when I lack... Continue Reading →