I can no longer wear this mask that hides the face that holds so many scars.
Stricken down over and over again, not ever given a chance to raise to the occasion . A hand placed on the mirror that reflects such happiness, pulled away by force by the willowing shadows. Voices forming like storm clouds, telling me to do so many things. Confusion and turmoil sets in almost instantaneously.

Shattered dreams pave the road like broken concrete on an old road.


I dont know how much longer i can put up with this.

Hateful echoes creep out from seemingly nothingness. Spoken words stab like rusty daggers. A once strong warrior beaten and fallen, unable to control his path any longer. A faint light pierces through the willowing shadows and hanging reminders, an empowering voice summoning the warrior once again, telling him to once more rise to the challenge.
A bell rung for the fallen, two rings for the soon to be callen, 3 rings for the dearly forgotten, 4 rings for those not yet in their coffins. Death clouds removing hope from their lives, sittin' back watching everything die. For what justice? Freedom? Rights? But despite all the fake meanings and lies, theres still those who go out and try to liberate the people who have been oppressed for so long, their hopes dashed but still trying to get along. And yet though i still show hate, for those fighting to get what they can take, i still raise my hat for those who sacrifice their lives, just to help those in need just to get by.


Idk....random...stuffs... that i had to write down.

First of all, i met the most awesome guy evar. <3

2nd, ive been busting my ass with drawing/music.

Hopefuly i can post some of my new tunes.

thats about it.

Im going insane...

I hate this place...
Being alone for so long is starting to toll on me.
Feels like i grow more into insanity everyday.

im so sick and tired of being alone, and dealing with a drunk on a daily basis..


idk..i felt like posting a blog to BITCh cuz i felt like it.

Much love
-Grey