Many years ago I was on my way home from work, drained and stressed from hours of robbing petter to pay Paul. Pay check to pay check was a dream for me at that point. In the weeks leading up I had negotiated

Tears will fall from the castles they make. Guide them with each step. Words will evaporate the struggles, waves will erase progress. Build them again. Give them the world in your eyes, show them strength

If I listen sometimes I can still hear them. Sorounded by things that will remind me of moments lost. Lost to life. Decisions not crafted by my hand alone. The splotch of purple paint on the brown brick

It's a game we all play.. be it for the good or the bad.. it's all around us. The sounds of the steps we remember and forget. Life has a way of reminding us how far we have come. Things we thought would

Hello.... I don't particularly like the idea of hey world look at me.. but it would seem that everyone starts out with a "introduceyourself" post to prove that they are in fact peoples.. not