I swear to myself,I pray to myselffor the strength to survive mixed up in the make believethat the onesup in smoke or buried in a plotchosen for us.All their betrayal trickling through the generations and I pray to myself for the strength to think as myself to close my earsto the ghostsas I grab theContinue reading “I swear to myself.”
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.
