If Only Here I Stand Alone.

I stare down on the brink of insanity with the hopes that you'll be there.

Come running at the last second.

I hold my breath as the cool wind blows, trying not to turn around this time.

I'd lie to myself and say you'll come again this time.

But we all know I've burnt that bridge.

Set it aflames just to watch it burn down.

Second chances are for those who only need that much,

we all know that I'm the special kind with more times then trys.

And like I said in the darkness,

if you'll hold my hand I'll walk along this unstable path with you.

But you're not here, so should I hold my breath as I fall into myself?

Wallow inside the pain only I will always create.

Breathe into me a new life, but you can't give me that,

cause you're not coming round this time.

I'll Lead the Way, But I Can't Guarantee What You Will Find: Follow By Candlelight.

I start to wonder and ponder about the idea that this place that I live can actually provide for me what I need.


It can't.


As an aspiring potential artist/photographer, I realize that my best options are to leave. I, unfortunately cannot do that now, as times have fallen on me, and things are a little rough for me to even think about leaving. But without fail, I lie with the hope in my heart that I will succeed in one day being able to travel and do the things I aspire to in life and find true beauty in the many places that are in this world. I can't articulate everything I see, sense, feel. But I can try and show what it's like to see this world in  a different view, with a hope of finding better, even if it's not. There are stories to tell behind each painting, every photograph. Can I display them here, for you? Can I show you what it's like behind my eyes? I tell my story of me through all my work, whether with words, pencil, paint, or a camera. I share my story with the music that inspires me. I hope that I can be successful in my travels and desires, but the path that I have already taken and the dark roads I've walked down, I know it will be a long trip. I know that I will face many paths in my life that weren't paths to begin with, but I know sometimes there's the drive of something important in our lives that help pull me out of the path I am blindly creating into the unstable, broken path I was already on.  So if you chose to follow me down this path that I make/walk. Know and understand that I cannot guarantee what you will find that lies ahead of you.Follow By Candlelight.


If I was meant to walk the path as everyone else, I would have never needed to buy my own drum.