Feel my pain, Feel my pain, Feel my pain, is there anything else to say.

I'm on a polar thing, I'm on a polar thing, I'm on a polar thing, from the north pole to the south pole, stuck in a maze, so I went out and Mazed talent out. With my name in the middle, with double T left, where I'm from means you, and nothing comes easy. Just check how dark my hallway was, till I found the light. O Glory, O Glory stay with me, a bayberry root to find my love. Feel the passion, chasing the spotlight, this is where my Demons are. All I ever hear is that is very rare, the eye of return. It could be because of the Isolation mysterious, in a ration of stations, a formation of God's creation. I'm on a polar thing.

Holy poems, Holy Storms, Holy life, Life is good,
Life is great, Life is light, Life is Dark but what's Life without Happiness of another soul? __Nothing

"Gods Call"So I write every morning to remind myself, to never sacrifice these three things your heart, your family and your diginty, cause I woke up out that comma I was 23 and I know god, going through hell and back almost everyday, God is the only one to turn to a sinner's plea, at the end don't we all sin..........

I'm a Artists of starvation,
            Every Artists has a story,
        To find the story it's the inner,
            Self that's need to felt.

Love is a Halloween game, it can treat you you right or scare the living hell out of you now you pick, A treat or a Nightmare, but never fold, my poem Halloween in March.

My spirit is bigger than a lion stronger than a tiger,
Motivation is my dectication to due right. God is the only word I got. I sometimes need to remind myself that I am the one who knows me best. Stressing but maintaining, a profound dilemma. My drive is to be a man. Some words.