I am a spiritual writer, expressing my soul.
What I see and feel in the world.
For my eyes veiw the world and my mind mends the sights together. Creating sympathies and stories to explain it all.
My soul burns with brilliance that guides me on a burning path. A brilliance like the sun, giving light to this life of ours.
But my voice is weak, it plays no part.
It fails to express what I feel, to reflect my soul.
My body is like a bottle and I am trapped inside.
Unable to break the glass. Unable to share this brilliance inside of me.
Until I found writing. A blank canvas made to soak up every color and allow you to quietly experience my world.
Though my writing is weird and dramatic, I know some will understand. Which drives me to start publishing. I hope whoever is reading this, dives into my books and finds inspiration inside.
Finds a new aspect in life or begins to share their own veiws.
This is a book which contains my poems. Poems that are maps. Maps that frame the madness of my mind, creating art. Though my words have faltering definitions, I know some will understand. Which drives me to publish. I hope those of who read this, find a meaning or lesson that guides you.