This life is a bit crazy. It knocks us down. So, we build borders, fences, walls, and masks to keep us safe. But then we end up all alone, so we peek out of our little world, peeping like a baby bird.. Mamma? Food? Love?
By Kenneth Reiss3 months ago in Psyche
A cool breeze blew over my soul as the bullet bit into my veins. Bright glow of the fiery hit as my leg throbbed up to my brains.
By Kenneth Reiss5 years ago in Poets
This holiday season, take a break from trying to make it special for everyone else and give yourself the gift of some healing time.
By Kenneth Reiss5 years ago in Motivation
