I am a shadow of who I was.
Pushed past limits.
Forced to endure.
Not yet broken.
Not moving forward.
I simply mark time.
What is the point?
For all, the end is the same.
Whether tomorrow, next week, month or decade, it will be over.
Is false hope for tomorrow a cruelty?
Even if neither false nor cruel, is it worth the probable continued suffering of today?
A suffering that is very real!
The stories I tell are of those damaged by life,
and pushed so far some are broken.
“Who am I?”
I am an independent, self-published teller of tales. I am an author of scarcely any renown. However, as a storyteller, I know who I am, and with that persona, I am both confident and comfortable.
I invite you to visit my website,
and/or Amazon Author Pages
Joe Leonardi Scono Sciuto
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