Let me start off by saying, I love to have a good time without being intoxicated thus the need for some real true qualitys to stimulate my mind. EVERYone is entitled to the own opinion's and value's, I have my own difference's just as you do... Its what makes the world go round, so go ahead and talk your shit if it makes you feel better at the end of the day, just know that I will be smiling while you waste your breath on useless taunts. I love you too!
Me, You wanna know?
So lets go back to the middle of the nite, and from there is where it starts, Aug, 23 1983. A baby boy to the eyes of many but so much more to those who come to the comfort of my soul as i comfort theres. 24 is now, the years of decay just keep crashing into days. 24 was a journey to get to, many experecnce's in many different places, lets hold hands while I explain... Born in MA, moved to many towns in that state, Holyoke, Springfield, Monson, Palmer, Three Rivers, Southwick, And the few Hamptons, all in a time age frame of birth to eleven years of age. A journey to Alaska in a car from MA to Alaska, thru Canada, was all in the mix for me as well, but soon after such a plesent experence, certain doom for my heart was to come... and my father let me down once again, only another face in the crowd I am to him, which lead me to New Jersey, Flordia, And New York life, New York being my first taste of reality of being on my own, but not alone, I have dripped alone from my wrists before, no this time I had people behind me, and i love them for keeping me here. The mistakes it took to being on my own at 17 lead me once again flip-flopping between states, MA and OH until I finally found my heart in Ohio... The heart I once lost is found and here is where I will piece it back together, with what I have seen which only some dream of, with the thought of the sorrow from yesterday, my fingers bleed from all the jagged edges I place together. With this all in my mind, I must get it out and whisper it in your ear, all the pain it took to live a life feeling so far away, the poetry I write is the experence injected in my veins. I knife heart blood poetry, its one of my few hobbies I have in the distored life im living. My passion is my year and seven month old black pug, Jayden J, makes me smile from day to day but still a pain like a baby would be, haha he is spoiled but deserves every ounce of it! Wonderful friends both on and off of the web that catches our keystrokes, good friends I am thankful for with every breath. Working with the many for the same dull ending...
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