Where do I even start? So I've been writing for quite some time now, the majority of my adolescence really. And never have I really considered sharing my "gifts" per se, yet here we are.
And this isn't some "roses are red, violets are blue" type shit, this is what Shakespeare wishes he could've written.**insane dickriding**
Every written piece is essentially inspired by a woman at a very important point in my life. Quite possibly multiple women ngl. What can I say, "I like bad bitches and thats my fucking problem."
I don't know if you can even consider this poetry, this is not frost or Shakespeare. I mean, I've always been deeply influenced by hip-hop and if you know me, then you know how big a part hip-hop has played in my life.
Furthermore, I did always consider becoming a musician. But never did I think I'd release any material for the world to judge. I mean, last year I was in the studio like every single day literally. And what happened to that, you might ask, well its very clear what happened- absolutely nothing.
I've always been a bit cowardice ngl, but that means that if there's a slight chance, I might've been self-sabotaging right? I have so many incomplete, beautiful written pieces, but yea...
Always had the fear of imperfection but thats just beauty of art, isn't it? The subtle imperfections which bring life to the so-called masterpieces. The canvas of our flaws. Man, I can't even put it in words and thats probably because I'm so high right now. But regardless.
The minor inconsistencies I guess are me just finding it so hard to articulate my thoughts and feelings into words. Its extremely difficult to unravel the layers of your deepest insecurities and coming to terms with how fucked up you are as a person. And thats exactly what this piece covers.
I'm pretty sure almost all of these were written within the frame of last year. Maybe one or two written this year, but I doubt cause uni has been chowing ngl.
Anyways I'd like to thank the few special people who've embraced my talents and believed in me , especially when I didn't myself.
I will forever be indebted to you guys.love, dalton
YOU ARE READING
faces of my lovers
Non-FictionFollowing years of incomplete progress, I am pleased to present my first collection of written pieces, titled "Faces of My Lovers".