No highs without lows nor fights without blows our scars, it shows but we accept our woes hook, line as it flows. Even when doors close and life slows, the stone she throws become the seed that grows. Happiness no one owes the choices we chose have made us foes, our brains froze and grew … Continue reading 26
Friday
Do and Trust
As the sky we scrape As our lives we shape As our stories we create As we plant and wait Only those who do and trust Make it out of life’s rust Picture; head on photo festival
Drown
Let it drown Your beliefs Your demons Drown Self Deine angst Drown Opinions Deine abhängig Drown To wake up anew Picture; coalng.com
Five Foot Nomad 