Hello

Hey there, how've you been? Its me again. A trusted friend. I hold truth and light within. Can't you see how this began? Back when time was young and so were we. Back when the creek was never ending and those hills were always green. Stare at the sky in open wonder, thinking about a coming storm. The wind she moves, moves with the weather. The weather lives and follows me. Remember time is ever flowing, the land will hold epiphany. Sometimes life is overwhelming, when every breath is just a lie. now every day, i think of murder. But all this rage only hurts me. The voice inside screams like a banshee, angry catastrophe!