Fridstool
I am invisible, Falling through the cracks. I hold on, then let go, Forgotten, alone, a memory. Homelessness sharing its sting, My steady moral compass wavers. And in this darkness, A small crack… Continue reading
I am invisible, Falling through the cracks. I hold on, then let go, Forgotten, alone, a memory. Homelessness sharing its sting, My steady moral compass wavers. And in this darkness, A small crack… Continue reading
My happiest moments are those spent in Nature. Always was, and always will be. There is nothing so invigorating for me to spend time with the wild and in the wild… Continue reading