I’ve been trying to work on ideas for horror stories and such, the poem below is a poem to gather my thoughts and possibly build on. If your not into morbid content it probably isn’t something you will like just a warning. She lined them up in a matter that was rough as she shoutedContinue reading “She lined them up.”
I’m prone to bouts of anger, short tempered, the overly sensitive type. Writing is a way to make sense of it all. While art is a way in which I can escape the thoughts that haunt me shutting off conscious thought and allowing my hands to guide me.
