The descent continues—faith blurred by guilt, truth tangled in confession. Surreal and dreamlike, this song mixes religious imagery with the intimacy of late-night breakdowns. The world outside blurs, and the only clarity is in the spill, the prayer, and the silence.

Left in a pool of wine

I’m not a musician—I’m a creator. Whether working with my hands, my mind, or my words, I approach everything with care, precision, and passion. Whether building from scratch or improving upon something abandoned, I strive to make it stand on its own.

As the owner of a handyman business, I don’t cut corners. I take that same approach in my writing and lyrics. Words, like tools, have meaning and weight. When chosen carefully, they come together to create something impactful and lasting.

Living with ADHD, PTSD, and RSD brings its challenges, but these traits fuel my creativity. ADHD, in particular, sharpens my ability to jump into new situations with fresh ideas, often finding solutions where others can’t. I don’t follow traditional paths—I carve my own.

Whether repairing something broken or building something new, I always aim to leave things better than I found them. Each song, each piece of writing, follows the same principle: a way of making sense of life’s chaos. Ultimately, I ensure that what I create is whole—completed with the same determination and care that I bring to everything I do. When I finish, no one else needs to step in.

Left in a pool of wine

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