You know I just thought: " Better, this is your personal blog, you can do with it whatever you want Punk." and so, this is my attempt at drawing a gorilla.
i usually draw when i have something stuck in head and drawing it kind of becomes like a ritualistic extraction. And it helps.
I have been two people my whole life
One I show the world and the other I keep to myself
For only I can understand her
She is this incredible human being that is self sufficient and assured
She had no one but her to elevate and affirm her
With these four arms and legs I walked and lived
With only split seconds to decide whom I will show
The loner in me just loves that solitude that life has offered
But the other sometimes just craves that simple caress from another
As my other face just cringes at the other of what I could let go
An entire universe of mine constructed by my only words and actions
That stands on the hinges of my every stumbling steps
Reaching out to a certain life means to erase half of me
I want both. The ecstasy of companionship and the amazing solo ride
I held back to what everybody called fulfillment
For I know not what my heart could prompt me to do
I am a loner and fate was never generous to show me what I was missing out
And so, I took the wheel and drove into the sun set
It is childish to put a period on what The Omni never deemed it to be
But for my sake I chose her, for she is what I have ever known
She is the only I knew who could handle and bare
For people only had opinions but she had consolation
I am sorry to the Better that could have smiled to someone else
But instead chose to have this conversation with herself
My apologies, Mr. no one that I am depriving you of a skipping heart
I am selfish and learned the hard way to be
I am on the road now
Towards what? I don’t know, but alone I am certain
I chose the shore than the ever-growing horizon
Every day is a daily reminder of that one question… if I chose right?
But I can only be certain that for now, I chose me.
By UBB
You see this elephant
It’s all you see, right
It fills your room
Its trumpet wrapped around your neck
That You can’t breathe
Its hooves make the noise of your own demise
That big elephant that got bigger with each lie
So big, it reminds you of how small you are everyday
That elephant that doesn’t want you dead
But wants you alive to suffer more
Can I tell you that you shall laugh with it someday?
Over a cup coffee, you shall look back to that old enemy
That became a friend
You shall know that elephant my dear friend, wanted you to live
More than the living enemy
You shall raise your glasses together, for that elephant that turned mouse.
UBB