This man
These are the songs that let me be. These are the words that spoke to me. These are the tears that cleared my vision and made me see that these are the wounds that spurted the lava that melted my heart. This is the man I grew into. The man I once drew. He's walking me forth through the day with a pace sometimes unfamiliar. And sometimes I wonder: where on Earth is he leading me to? This is the man. The man who is now drawing you.