Boarded windowsthe nails have got to gorusted and old. Once a warm heartthe air out thereturned it stone cold. Trying to stay sincere has only brought a sense of fearfrom what I hearthe hoards are multiplyingdo I allow my sense of self to die? Re-shareforce myself to careto buy a larger tombfilled of extra roomstoContinue reading “Trying to stay sincere”
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.
Temperamentally Tina 