I’m 33 years old living with cancer for the past 7 years (multiple melanoma). I’m an artist and writer.
My soul chants solitude..I sit in a puddle of sorrow..with the promise of tomorrow..will I make it ..my soul is radiated..praise is due..concept and thought that propel use through.. into the future..germ & disease monsters we can’t see…holding on my grip consist of five fingers and a fist..my soul adrift..in a dark mist..a figure only revealed through a piercing white light..a Remanence of souls dancing at night…who’s gonna save Roy now that the lord is just ionic figure … a sheltered winter..my thoughts lead me to believe in something bigger..in a small captivity i am god..but with no job..college degree..the odds are stack against me..I take my proper place..my blood line can be traced..to Mayan kings..pharaohs of a crescent..cavemen i am a descendant..of strength and perseverance..marching through..to the end..hold my hand..and call me friend..off a cliff my souls a drift..displaced amongst an Aryan race..fuel their fire compel their desires…the fuse is lit and we’re down to the wire..exposed..as my souls erodes..washed away down a river of pain… Sweet angel..a wood box couldn’t contain you..you vibrate..through the night sky..even the stars stop..to watch you walk on by..a trace of love embraced..across the moons face..fixated on each step..savoring each bite..what a pleasure for my sight..locked in my memory..we share an energy..photoconetic..locked in words..cause I said it…as these change..it seems strange..I rearrange…..a new start..you fill my heart..the energy..it propels..where it’s sending me..deep in space..the room to integrate..static connections… My warp perceptions…I step into a dimension…there’s three sides..there’s three I’s….I live within the infinity..at the center of it all..I watch the universe revolve..