Me, unfiltered, is hard to swallow - my mind is just not made to follow.
Corrupted thoughts without fence or barrier - that’s a lot to worry.
Sorrow and mystery, truth and horror - all of my thoughts could be you tomorrow.
Run away while you still can - no second chance no help to follow.

I’ve gambled all.

Did I lose? Did I win?

I’m not selling out!

I have been writing a lot of poems lately. It’s something new for me and I get a lot of positive energy from writing at the moment. I’ll try to turn a few of them to sound files and share them here, so expect some new stuff here soon.

I do this for myself, I don’t care if others like what I do. If you don’t like it, move on. It’s a free world after all. However, if you have valuable input, I’ll listen.

I wanna Live! I wanna Love! But it’s a long hard Road out of Hell!
– Marilyn Manson Long hard Road out of Hell