So much to give for

Sometimes life is cruel I often sit and I wonder why My wings were broken before I learned to fly — “Take my hand, I’ll show you how to live!” But I pull away, because I’m too afraid I just can’t break my feet free from the road that’s paved “You must! You have soContinue reading “So much to give for”

Artwork

Just for shits and giggles, I’ve decided to somewhat embarrass myself by showing some of my past artwork! I’m proud of a few and… well not proud of some others, But, that won’t stop me from doing it! Sadly most of my art that I’ve done that I am proud of is gone, and IContinue reading “Artwork”

Failure

Failing isn’t always your fault. Maybe time has failed you Maybe someone has failed you Or maybe even the cards you were dealt have failed you. Just remember failing because of circumstance, does not make you the failure, and even if you are, Brush off the dirt and the shit, Try again. You’ll only getContinue reading “Failure”

Beyond the walls : chapter 2

The baker’s funeral. My father had to have his assistant speak, he had a hard time composing himself after losing such a wonderful, long time friend. There weren’t many people at the service, Bakir’s family was all gone, and other than my father, he had very few friends. Many of the towns people did notContinue reading “Beyond the walls : chapter 2”

A look into: Beyond the Walls

Chapter 1 Mama always told me stories. ‘Don’t leave the walls if you’re alone, don’t go out at night, and always watch out for strange people.’ I was never really sure what stories I should believe though, because just this morning she said if I didn’t eat my breakfast, a tiny troll would come andContinue reading “A look into: Beyond the Walls”

The past

My life has felt almost like a dream Waking from a nightmare to be thrown into a revolving door amongst wishes, only to be caught, unable to escape the relentless spinning. I remember too much, too young. It must have been a dream right? Cigarette burns on my youth skin and in my lungs. LockedContinue reading “The past”