About Me
I thought i lost my passion to write...because all my past writtings...were writtings about my past...so my present is just an artistic depiction of my personal failures,emotional down falls, pyschological internal welfare which is no fair, because i am my own worst enemy, which means my deepest fear,and highest mountain to tame, i know all to well i dwell all to well, on the motions that render me motionless, leaving no notion,but this , i'm catastrophicly hopeless but this is so far from the end of me, i've held myself up reconstructed me, cultured my mind, rewind my own thoughts, replayed them over and over, stepping past faults,i've taught myself how to love again,how to be a true friend, i've re-educated myself,in the word pools of Maya Angelou,Shakespeare Wordsmith,Elisibethan Enlighten angels, in truth i been born again,a renewal for a new me,and who but me,can grant this soul such a gift,i am new i am ...Reborn...this is my passion...
