Pointing fingers all around, blaming others for my transgressions. Screaming at peers who don’t make a sound, seeking the source of my aggression. So I dive down deep within my soul, where my darkest of demons reside. The fear that… Read More ›
Soul
Searching
Frantically searching. For what? I don’t know. Then how can I find it? This question haunts my soul. Yet I continue hunting, for an answer that may not exist. But when found it’ll be worth it, like a youth’s awkward… Read More ›
SHANE ROS 