This anthology of poems and verses, collected over the last twenty years, is more than a book. This is a part of me. Many of these pieces were never meant to see the light of day.
You see, the purpose of poetry is to collect your thoughts on the page. A diary with an artist’s touch. A magnifying glass aimed at the author’s soul. I used that same approach on my songs, exposing parts of my conscience that most of us think, but never say. Those deep, dark secrets that escaped in moments of weakness are what resonated most with everyone who heard them. So I decided to open my heart to the world in everything I do. Music. Poetry. Novels.
Perhaps I share too much. But someone has to. Someone has to let you know that you’re not alone. So I give you my most private thoughts. My most vulnerable moments. My failures. I share with you my weaknesses, my heartbreaks, my insecurities, my doubts and fears. My broken dreams.
For years I wielded the microphone as if it were a sword, my only weapon. My books of poetry, my shield. The intricacy of rhymes woven together transformed my weakest moments into an artform. It gave me strength. It gave me hope. It gave me reason. And now I give it to you.
You see, the purpose of poetry is to collect your thoughts on the page. A diary with an artist’s touch. A magnifying glass aimed at the author’s soul. I used that same approach on my songs, exposing parts of my conscience that most of us think, but never say. Those deep, dark secrets that escaped in moments of weakness are what resonated most with everyone who heard them. So I decided to open my heart to the world in everything I do. Music. Poetry. Novels.
Perhaps I share too much. But someone has to. Someone has to let you know that you’re not alone. So I give you my most private thoughts. My most vulnerable moments. My failures. I share with you my weaknesses, my heartbreaks, my insecurities, my doubts and fears. My broken dreams.
For years I wielded the microphone as if it were a sword, my only weapon. My books of poetry, my shield. The intricacy of rhymes woven together transformed my weakest moments into an artform. It gave me strength. It gave me hope. It gave me reason. And now I give it to you.