PICK APART THE PIECES

Somewhere I lost my faith, then I left my mind
And I traded my eyes, to become less blind -
So I could feel past the failure, I could listen past the lies
Then I sold my heart, Just to break those ties
I may have left my skin, at the side of the road
What’s the need for warmth, when your soul feels cold
And who needs ears, when words are hollow and bland
What’s the worth of thoughts, If there’s nothing to be planned
Yet still I clung so dearly, to the nothing that I held
Pushed on and on, with the weakened weld
I tried to live, as a shell till now
I could never give it up, as I never knew how
So I let it all go, and I fell apart
And I poured all that was left, into some pointless art
Till I saw myself, in a mirrored wall
And I realised that the ‘me’ I was, was never really me at all.


WEBSITE

My website is now back up at: [link]
I actually finally got round to doing it!! Go me!!
Some bits may still be sort of under construction
though… Like the gallery etcetera…

PROJECTS

There are no active projects at the moment…
I'm just on a general random spiral of whatever
happens to grab my attention at the moment…
Saying that, the photocomic project is still on
somewhere in the background, yet again being
rewritten… Aiming for completion by the summer,
then it's just a matter of rounding up everyone
i've asked to be involved and getting to it.

Chaba.