Raising Demons

Aside from my tendencies of being a guilty catholic, and the recent cravings for returning to the pew, this is, quite physically, my world. This is where I face monsters, dream, paint my face, and wonder if a higher being truly exists. This is the window I smoke from, this is the wall I lean on. These are the thoughts that may have crossed my mind.

 

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s