This by all accounts, Exists as a simple retelling of my Life. Its all my Notes. The pain and hope, Love unspoken. The fire in my throat. The desire to be seen, heard and felt. Feeling as if I've been left on a shelf. Hear me and know that I have Cried for lost souls. This path is forever winding but the men who laments natural curves, is no man at all. As well, the pass of least resistance, is and always will be the path furthest from God. These are My mistakes and the strength I found Solely through God. I love him and I love you as He does.