You’ve had me in love with you but you just used me for your games, names dropped, hopes lost, a path found in life from the ashes, pouring down as memories distant yet haunting me still like a pill hard to swallow, words to follow down a rabbit hole on […]
Miles and miles ago I started with a dream to do more than whatever I’ve done before but doubt kept me down, it has kept me where I started from, but now I’m free of so many voices from my past that haunted my waking hours. https://patreon.com/jason29171
Linger upon a memory, see the places and faces from before, hear their voices as echoes of what was before, live in that moment of memory and find peace in the passage of time, leaving all of the trauma and tragedy behind. https://patreon.com/jason29171
Time ticking, licking my wounds pathetically systematically sporadically like I’m accustomed to the trauma of a lifetime lived in the shadows of lesser but oppressors they were with their words and actions. https://patreon.com/jason29171
Wednesday, July 20, 2022 I’m considering what more I could do with my writing. I plan to find places to submit my writing. I hope to post more writing on here and on my Patreon. I’m considering how to utilize my writing and photography and filmmaking to make money so […]
I feel the changes, I see life changing for me, I feel the waves of changes altering everything. https://patreon.com/jason29171
The fog of memory. Lost in mind is time. Drifting around are moments gone. I recall bits and pieces of days gone. A museum of memories in my mind. Please continue reading this blog on my Patreon: http://patreon.com/jason29171 http://threadbeast.refr.cc/K2TGJ8G Please read my writing on my Patreon and these sites: http://patreon.com/jason29171 […]
I wish I could be so bold in my life but these strings keep me down. I feel the tug to be like someone else when my real self keeps reaching up towards greater heights. I imagine being myself but who am I when these tragedies and lies have shaped […]
In the dark hours, times of low and sorrow I hear his voice shattering my silence. I want to kill his memories, forget the time I spent captive. I’ve been broken, those words spoken are still roaming my head like smoke filling a room of memory. You watched me in […]
Jason Whitaker 