ldv69

have you ever felt your life is not yours? have you ever thought to run away? have you ever felt your soul scream searching something else? I am a little man, hobbling to find his way, as many other men I feel I can't live in this way I fear I will die and looking back I will find someone's else life I am an artist... which is my art I don't know, but inside me there is a fire, a bubbling maelstrom of hot and cold, of images and words, of dreams My art is a siren, a strange woman with inquisitorial glance, she's my other life, my real life... and I burn and laugh, and I get lost with her, and I get lost without her