Paintbrush

I keep my paintbrush with me Wherever I may go In case I need to cover up So the real me doesn’t show I’m so afraid to show you me Afraid of what you’ll do That you might laugh or say mean things I’m afraid I might lose you. I’d like to remove all my paint coats To show you the real, true me, But I want you to try and understand I need you… Continue Reading

My new RX

Well, my faithful blog readers. I know I have not kept up my blog much in the last several months. Things have been quite hectic, but in that time, I have found myself holding everything inside like a candy deprived child with all their halloween candy; eats it all in one sitting, and then subsequently moans and groans for a few hours until he ends up puking the rest of the nite because of the… Continue Reading