Aight ima bit blocked up writing wise because l i f e so ima post a little ditty to get round my gunshy. Writing this here website can be a bit of a balancing act between baring my soul and making beautiful art and family members asking me questions on a public forum so please if you’re ever worried about me maybe just discuss it in private and I am fine just could do with another midnight beer.
Anyway please send me some love in the form of one(1) facebook like and mebbe I can write another thing as well. Here a thing:
Unsaid
Little boy walking around with the universe on your shoulders
I wish I could say it wouldn’t hurt that much
That you could let that weight go
But I can say
At least it made sense
That everything was meant to happen
You have purpose
Life is not bank accounts and office jobs
Life is war and sorcery
Wonder and despair
Your darkest nightmares
And wildest dreams
Come true
Life is secret identities
And magic powers
That you can’t reveal
Life is just as you hoped
Telling a story
That means something
It’s enough hope
To counter all the despair
And enough strength
To wrestle the devil
Fuck it hurts
But you forced yourself to drink straight whiskey
So you learned to appreciate it
One day
You’ll be able to tell it all
There will be a time with no secrets
Where you are accepted and understood
A time with no enemies
With rest and comfort
Knowing the day is won
And you have done your part
Wilder things have happened
To you
Skydekkerix 