I told him to stop but he didn't...
"We lost our values in transit..."
"I can't marry her because she has so many body counts."
I found myself berating these walls loudly harkening to the voices in my head. So I took out my palette and painted these walls, turns out, I muraled my thoughts. Titled, "The Wild Goose." Enjoy! Between these hollering walls, I still miss your voice So I pick up the phone Put a call through … Continue reading The Wild Goose
undeserving of the pedestal
...don't chase another man's dream, chase mine...
Bitter you weren't better
I watched them kill my wife and kids
Holidays Never Been Better!
...even perfection is flawed...