Sometimes I just wanna give up but then I remember that I can’t. It’s not the streets that call me it’s the avenues that shout out to me. They call since they offer me more, but it feels like I’m just walking and taking a tour. When I think that I’m at the end of… Continue reading The Avenue
Month: November 2017
Soul Suicide
My mind starts to wander, as my heart begins to wonder. My eyes which were once full of life are now dead. The windows to my soul are now closed. It hurts to smile and that’s something I haven’t done in a while. My relaxed body is now agitated. My thoughts that were once full… Continue reading Soul Suicide
Arnittress Dowdy 