The Self

I have lost everything but my ink.

It is what I put on paper, it’s what spills across your screen.

My heart can not contain the anguish, my soul can not be gagged.

I had found love once, and once was all I needed.

I’m diminished by what I’ve lost, but made stronger by what I dream.

Let the pain flow in the ink.

Welcome to my personal journey through life.

Sit back, breathe it in, but always remember to smile…


I do not claim copyright on any picture posted on my blog. I use these images simply to emphasize my work and thank the tireless efforts of the many artists and creative types that go forth without a name or voice.