When Your Reality Becomes Your Nightmare

When your greatest nightmare becomes your own living reality there is only what I foresee as being the only calm after the storm. The only calm that I can see that would actually serve as any purpose is that of survival. If you have survived the pain of experiencing something that cuts you so deep…

So Much White Noise

Underneath the white noise I found a song that my heart recognizes in order to awaken my soul. It is incredible to think that during a time of such uncertain unrest and chaos there is still the ability to strive for better days.

Never Lose Hope

So now with the scent of death filling up my nostrils I again have to ask myself, if I died tomorrow would I even be remembered? My Aunt simply told me to care for my own space. Give thanks where and when thanks is due but no more.