I think the term “content creator” has been gaining a lot of popularity vs Influencer. A big part of what I do as an Instagram influencer is content creation. I create content for brands that appear on my page and sometimes I create content specifically for the brand’s use. And the type of content comesContinue reading “B.T.S. Botzees Content Creation”
What It Took To Realize & Voodoo went through some professional editing and rearranging. They are now one book titled, What It Took, and it is available on Amazon for Kindle and Paperback, or order a signed copy off of my website.
I feel like I am in a dream And the particles that make me Are vibrating Shifting from solid form Into nothing. Am I a ghost? A stranger smiles my way. I must be real. Unless this is all fake. How do you tell if you’re alive When even pain just feels like a distantContinue reading “What Is Real?”
Another Picture It & Write Inspiration There’s a sense of urgency as the thunder rumbles and the clouds roll over one another. I can’t help but to think of that scene in James and the Giant Peach when they’re running away from the Rhino. The wind, as it scratches against my cheek, seems to echoContinue reading “Just A Dream”
I want to fly I want to swim in the sky Away from the world Away from life ___ Another picture it & write inspiration!
Don’t cry It aches loneliness it’s quiet when you’re not around Don’t cry My own thoughts are echoes screams inside my head. I need you Don’t cry Every mistake Every sore cut left open for me to bleed. Don’t leave Don’t cry
You left my open heart To bleed into the dark Now I’m left with your mark To remind me of our spark Now I know I’m only a stepping stone. You blew in like a summer breeze But autumn came too soon And your grip went loose Now I see A stepping stone is allContinue reading “Stepping Stone”
I don’t know how we got here I don’t know how to escape I don’t know why my heart Keeps beating your name. And it’s killing me… And it’s killing me… There’s a hole in my chest That burns with every breath But when you take my hand It stings a little less Because youContinue reading “Too Bad”
Soap duds swirl In uncohesive patterns like my thoughts slowly they disintegrate into foggy water before getting lost forever down the drain.
You speak to me In no way audible But a language I understand Nonetheless With your voice Rolling to shore With each wave coming in Knocking me over With your beautiful lyrics