new bee

For so long I believed that there was something wrong with me. Something always called my name, the darkness, the chaos.

I just thought it was death knowing my name.

Finally seeing- letting it all come rushing in. It was always the sinner, the manic, the chaotic soul deep within, waiting-wanting to come out and play.

Learning now how to used the bad that comes at me for my own use and gain. To make things all better for me. For now I will never suffer.

One blog... http://lost-n-repulsive.blogspot.com/
My Poems... http://repulsyvelife.blogspot.com/