Ft. Lauderdale I’m a lost soul trapped in the wrong era on a path of self discovery. I’m merely an accumulation of my thoughts & experiences. Poetry is my outlet & outcome of my brain's momentary creative short fuses. “Thanks for the tragedy I need it for my art.” KC 68 followers / 3.6k words
I was thinking to myself how there’s no measure for pain Then I realized there are people who leave cracks and veins But every once in awhile someone leaves a fault line It’s unfortunately a flaw in the human design