Billy D Nagengast

Wondering of Inner Self (eBook, ePUB)

• Format: ePub

Produktbeschreibung

I know what it is like to go through life alone. Not having any one there to help you go through the darken times. Not having any one to share your life with. As I was writing down things, I also wanted to cover other things that happens in our world. To see if people would think about things, and maybe change the way we live our lives before it will be to late. Most of all, to reach out to those that feel alone in life and don't have no one talk to about their darken times. So they know that there is someone that is out there knows and understand what they are going through. In some way to help. I have had some people read my poetry, they told me it helped them. There was even three people was even thinking about killing themselves. Than when they read my words, it helped them. It saved them. So If my words can do that for others. It is worth it, to get my words out there. I can't sing so I figure, poetry is another way to reach out.

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Produktdetails

• Verlag: Xlibris US
• Seitenzahl: 266
• Erscheinungstermin: 4. Dezember 2015
• Englisch
• ISBN-13: 9781503575769
• Artikelnr.: 52581262

Autorenporträt

About the Author I'm from small farm community. Grew up on the farm. Was very athletic in school. Played verity of sports. So I was physically strong. You had to know how to fight, or you got your butt kicked. Most of my high school days, I was made fun of. Had a lot of nicknames. Most of the people in my home town, knocked me down. I was a hell raiser. Since I was an outcast in my class, and had really no one I could talk to and help me deal with my darken days. I used some drugs mostly alcohol to try to kill the pain. At this moment of time I have had 5 people die in my arms over the years. I should of died 13x. I even tried to kill myself, after I was used from a girl I was kinda of seeing. The main reason why I started to write poetry is, I learned in treatment center, I couldn't keep things bottled up inside any longer. I needed to get it out some how. I even destroyed a punching bag in half, because I let all the old pain I had bottled up inside of me over all those years. What some would call, deepen pain that is behind inner wall. Even though I had friends, I still felt alone. I was always there for them, but not one was there fro me. Through the years, I did have very few, that was there and I can actually say they are my true friends.