She knew me like the back of her hand and played me like a skilled violinist. Then broke me to pieces like a rock star smashing his guitar on stage at rock concert. – Bradford Mace
Just a fictitious person who faintly exists like a smudge on the page of a dusty old history book, no one cares to read. Like a shadow fading away as the sun goes to sleep between the clouds covered under the sheets of the stary night sky. Like a vapor lasting for a brief moment […]
People will respect you more in the end! It’s easy to talk about anything, but the real work is in doing something about it. Actions are more powerful than words by themselves but put them together, and you’ll be superhuman. “Our actions are the loudest voice in the room and echo throughout our lives.” However, […]
And here’s why. Every person is incredibly creative, however, most don’t realize their own potential for creativity. In fact, most people don’t realize they’re using their creative power every single day, just in the wrong way. Think with me, And consider all the excuses you’ve created that are stopping you from doing something extraordinary with […]
Like Giving Birth (Poem) I don’t miss you. I really don’t. I only miss the idea of a perfect you, but even that is a difficult dream to conceive. Like giving……….
Even after I’m gone,My words will live onIn the hearts and mindsOf you the readerI may not live foreverBut my words surely willAnd that’s the pointOf this, my endeavorI’ve spilled my bloodFirst, through experienceSecond, because I writeSo that you won’t have to sufferAs I have done for youNow twice By Bradford Mace