Making something poetic

Making something poetic doesn’t diminish your responsibility.
From the song My Sin, give a listen:


From the song My Sin, give a listen:

When life hands you lemons… squeeze them and spray the juice in life’s eyes until it begs for mercy.

Don’t hide behind your rhymes.

Art sits between the flesh and spirit.

Be a bad weather friend.

Everyone speaks forgiveness until they actually have to.

Forgive and forget… and forget… and forget…