“The limits are pushed by our resolve to succeed beyond tradition.”

“My heart is tortured for love. For a being of essence locked away from my heart. A padded room locks away these feelings. Convoluted love that has me convinced it’s worth my last breathe to share a moment…one moment in her lifetime. I am trapped with desire to manifest beyond thoughts to expand into reality. No more counterfeit emotions I want the real thing…”

“The journey of finding you can be scary all in itself. The journey to finding the real you start behind the walls of yesterday. Reaching down through the years of hurt can remind you of why you built the wall. However, the journey of finding your voice begins by taking the bricks down one by one until you find the strength to push the wall down. Then you can start over building an improved wall with a door for someone to enter.”

“The limits are pushed by our resolve to succeed beyond tradition.”