Hey there, I'm Don. 22 years old, and a passenger of the roller coaster of life. Luckily not doing it alone, and have the most supportive and amazing girl on the planet by my side. And having a kickass group of friends helps too. My mind works in a nonstop visual manner, and I'm always looking to learn new things. So maybe stick around and see what we can teach or show each other.

Even Titans Want to Feel Human

Stay strong, you must
Carry on, you must
None other can do it but us
the unnamed pillars of the earth
we didn’t ask to be this way, was designated at birth
What I’d give to be normal
to be able to collapse, at the end of a day
cry out to the world, hang my head and say
I need someone’s help, will you be there for me?
But I can’t do that, it’s sad, I can’t bend at the knee
I stand tall above the heavens, holding up the galaxy
High above your heads, when all I want to do is lay
softly and gently, less cares for the world
but that’s the curse of us all
If we move or let go, the world might just fall
If I could only be weaker than I am
then I might feel slightly human
A titan in a mortal land
I touch my face with callused hands
and it feels alien to me
Once upon a time these hands were very soft, gentle
But now they’re barely mine
been holdin’ up your ceilin’
The skin on them ain’t healin’
In fact, they’re bleedin’
but it falls on you like rain
washes away your pain
You pick yourself up, dust yourself off
and move on about your day
But I’m still standing above you, a frown upon my face
my hands unable to move, cannot wipe the tears away.