Ever wonder how inanimate objects might think? i'm sure you have. Some things aren't supposed to think like us human. Ever wonder that something, for instance a CCTV camera might describe its life or its thoughts?
Fortunately a CCTV camera was kind enough to tell us how he spends a day in his life. If you wondered just like me, read on to find out what he has to say ...!!!
The story of a family who fell from grace after enduring an intriguing and eventful life. There are spiritual elements in this story not meant to be offensive to anyone. There are illegal acts that take place in this story , please read with caution. Some parts of the story readers will find disturbing.
This is me, baring my soul.
Growing up was a hassle, and the other day I came across something which inspired me to do the same.
All credit for this idea goes to Daniel Preda.
However, the story is of mine.
I was 14 years old when I came out to my family. Two days later they disowned me and had me committed to a mental hospital. It was a heartless gutless thing to do and even though I was as alone as one could ever be, I never lost hope. By the time I turned 15 I was living in New York City. Flat broke and scared, I was living on faith alone. Youth brings with it a lot of optimism and resilience. I was strong, but shit, I crashed and burned so many times it wasn't funny. This is my true story. Every word is fact. I may change a few names to avoid lawsuits but other than that there isn't a single person on this god forsaken planet who can argue with the facts as I present them. This isn't A Million Little Pieces. There are a lot of similarities, but the difference is that my story really happened.
If I may ever loved this gift of Almighty for all this person lives for my good fortune, I fall in his care forgotten in true love for one scared heart in the unknown source of our existence. This poem is such a dearest companion in my life again. :)