There is a man named Roy Dawson.He walks quiet. Talks less. But now? Now everyone’s talking about him.They should’ve left him alone. Let him have the girl. Let him keep his money. His house. His truck. Simple things. A man’s things. But people don’t like a man who stands tall and keeps to himself. They want to tear him down. Try on shoes th
There is a man named Roy Dawson.He walks quiet. Talks less. But now? Now everyone’s talking about him.They should’ve left him alone. Let him have the girl. Let him keep his money. His house. His truck. Simple things. A man’s things. But people don’t like a man who stands tall and keeps to himself. They want to tear him down. Try on shoes th
The Reckoning: Standing Unyielding in the StormShe stood there, her black hair swirling in the wind, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips as if victory was already hers. But I see past the façade—because no one can escape the truth forever. The reckoning is inevitable. It will come, for all of us.The wind shrieks through the streets, heavy