Any Other Good Men like Me still Alive?-

Burning memories, pictures and old movies of what a good man is suppose to be. Now I’m writing stories and painting pictures of what women want; and I keep writing or painting evil. A lot more dark than light. I pray it’s only my life and I’m just misunderstood, Not all for the other good. For me, no love in sight. Each morning is my night, The burning is my closest thing to sunlight. 

Painting and writing in the dark as the memories , pictures and movies burn.

Good men like me are burning inside. I hope it’s just me and not worldwide. I pray for the butterflies and real sunshine; The glow in the skin each time we see eye to eye. Finding true love by surprise. Being able to really feel alive and not look behind. Feeling the set up and design that you are divine. 

I pray for not just me but the other good men to find the love that can be defined! Living for that peace of mind. But for now the soul of mine feels left behind.

Painting and writing in the dark as the memories , pictures and movies burn. 

“The Mind of Lorenzo”

The movies, the books, the pictures, the memories... burning! 

My childhood leaving... 

Burning memories, pictures and old movies of what a good man is suppose to be. Now I’m writing stories and painting pictures of what women want; and I keep writing or painting evil. A lot more dark than light. I pray it’s only my life and I’m just misunderstood, Not all for the other good. For me, no love in sight. Each morning is my night, The burning is my closest thing to sunlight.