Comments about Clinton Steele
A softly crying swell of emotion slowly unwinds its story through half whispered wishes.
It pours into my empty soul like a dangerous addiction offering bitter sweet feelings to prolong my pain.
Conjuring acrimonious emotions which linger at the essence of my inner being, it tortures me with its malicious melody.
My heart swells in silent agony until it finally pushes a torrid of unheard screams from that secret place where I wrestle with myself.
Unseen tears drop from my eyes falling unnoticed by a world that passes me by.
Suffering is ...