New Tidings and a Brave Dawn

Howdy, I feel weird writing a letter to whomever may read it, but hey, I have to start somewhere. It’s from crawling that we are able to walk in the future, so I think this is my crawling phase as a writer and an artist, but I’m moving forward. Nonetheless, I am currently a student going to college and learning how to draw and code games, although I don’t think I’ll make a game anytime soon, but I have three classes left, so I ain’t leaving any degree unbaked. Other than that, my life has been pretty boring except for me nearly dying several times when I stepped into a car. Driving in the States is scary. I’ll be updating this website more frequently, and that will lead to some interesting updates, advice, and random stories. I might start ranting on here, too, but that might not be too good an idea because I get overly analytical, and this little letter will become a 30-page essay. (Especially anything that involves Kingdom Hearts 3. Zetta Flare destroyed the entire story, and I will die on that hill.)

As for the art side of things, I’ll mostly be updating here with studies of animals and fantasy side projects, but eventually, I hope to have some prints on here to sell to people interested in my art. This will probably also include my poems to some degree, but only with matching artworks. Enough selling and website talk, let’s talk about something fun. So I have a dog who’s afraid of snow. When it snowed in Georgia sometime ago, I had to carry her to where some visible grass was so that she would go potty. Yeah, the snow turned to ice, and I became a pro at holding an eighty-pound dog across my yard to allow her to go potty. I guess at least I built up arm strength in my already broken body. I think I’ll use this first newsletter on a poem, and I hope you’ll comment or email me your thoughts on this poem.

That Same Sky

The sky is blue
Sometimes it's gray because of clouds
Or it's black because the sun has gone down
But even with those changes, it's still that same sky

That same blue sky watched me fail
Over and over and over again
Relentlessly watched as I failed and cried
I'm sure that same sky even laughed at me

Yet I still looked up to that same sky
Believing that I could be as strong
That I could face anything and come out
However, I learned life isn't like that at all

No matter how strong my house is
A wolf comes and destroys it
Over and over again
All under that same sky

After so much time has passed, in this cycle
I find myself looking at the sky
Wondering where my heart and hope went
What caused my child-like self to lose it all

It dawned on me like the morning sun
The day I lost it was the day I chose to look up
The day I wanted to be like the sky
The day I started a journey to only fail years later

Just like how the sky changes to black at night
As if corrupted by darkness
With small lights piercing through
Lights resemble hope, which I lack

My life now has become a fog
Similar to the gray sky covered in clouds
Blocking out everything but somber thoughts
Lifeless and purposeless as I am now

Still, I sit here looking up to the sky
No matter the color or the time
Still wishing for what is now impossible
At least I can still enjoy the beauty of the sky

It’s a bit dark, but that’s my poetry and who I am. Have a great day, and I hope to create another post soon.