My art is that of the 35mm kind; my poetry is of the lead and ink kind; my happiness is of the product of both; and my legacy is of the story of my soul, that my life left behind
Humility rests upon the shores of your sorrows and blossoms upon the mountain of your faith
Insecurities have the ability to shape and mold our minds to live with everything that’s bad; like crying on the inside, while smiling on the outside…thus creating pain…but, alas, I have the answer; forget about what you thought and enjoy (embrace) what you feel
I am intrigued by the smile upon your face, and the sadness within your eyes
A humble man will always receive the best that others have to offer; for he recognizes the truth
The Memory Of You Is Like A Drug To Me
