Story: The Sun Never Came Out Today Pain in tears agony woven into a tapestry Drowning in fears swimming in joy’s memory Kisses on cheeks flash before eyes so weary Hugs and laughs flee from me leaving me empty Walks on paths leading no where Into a pit of darkness I stare The future whispers…
It was the tick tock of her heels It was that certain perfume when she feels that way It was always on a off day When that sense of dismay would cover me I was never far from creativity But also not far from insanity that is what she said I think it was before…
Multiple Stories in One I wanted to improve the quality of the sound, and remove some of that noise you keep hearing in the back ground. I gave it a good shot, and I took it down a peg. This is another story from the book, so if you like it, keep in mind that…
I have always wanted to see, what it would be If my creativity, showed a side of me through photography I don’t know the exact date or time All I know is that, I was left behind Maybe I wasn’t fast enough Maybe their pace was just too tough But all I recall is looking…
Story: Nowhere else Ft. Chris Brown Its right here, in between the screams and the bass Between melody and rhythm, that silent place Where nothing exists but my heart beat Where the only warmth is my body heat Where that tingle runs down my spine And everything leaves my mind The world turns pure, for…
Story: False Hope It was always in the back of my mind A suspicion, I couldn’t leave behind It whispered to me at 2 in the night When her side of the room suddenly filled with light Her phone, was always so damn bright But at the time it wasn’t worth the fight We have…
It was the month of May, it was a rainy day Hiding beneath her umbrella, with a smile on her face Staring at the sky, as if the rain was out of place All alone in an empty field, looking at nothing but rain Without a word being said, I understood she was in pain…
Maybe it’s the clouds that dance in the sky Maybe it’s the wind, that if you listen close seems to cry It could be the whispers of the people who were here before me The awkward glances they throw, as if they hate me All of that, makes it feel like home without the walls…
A story from the book, to show you guys the small gems in that lay in here. Yup Vino Venitas is still alive and well … for those who care
The latest story of yours truly, I wrote this one a bit sleepy … I havent been getting my rest like I should. But its still a nice concept and I like it, maybe you will too.