I haven't written many of these journal entries because I am more apt at expressing my thoughts through my art. Sometimes I do enjoy writing poems that cluster in my mind and dwell there for many hours. Sometimes I write them down and other times I let them drift and float away into the dark, forgotten cornors of my mind. I don't expect anyone to read this and hope no one has to. This is for me, so I can remember, you just observe...I lay awake staring into darkness,
My eyes decieve me, or is this a dream?
I open them, and close them,
This all seems too real.
My eyes must be lying. I know what I feel.
I try to change the channel,
But some...