I'm not a good writer, I'm a good idealist A great dreamer, I have faith in myself, I am limitless, I'm the student that became the teacher, That teacher that became the student again, the student, that will never graduate, For as long as I have breath in my lungs, I will continue to educate myself and reeducate others, This is my poetry, this my life
With everything in this life moving so fast. One Man's search of self, Through his past present and future comes to realizes everything in his life comes like a Sudden Thought Welcome to one man's inner thoughts, Dealing with the new world order social media world and the real world.. . Poetry is gift and curse, Expression becomes therapy, Poetry becomes healing, each person has to come to terms with their own life. I chose poetry to find each one of these terms. Even Saint Confessions No one prefect. Welcome to the Mind of Johnny Frost My intentions was never to blast out anyone writing these poems. I expressed what was going on at the time, in my life, that was the reasoning for not placing any poems in a timeline, in the first book The Thoughts of a Saint and Sinner, raised too many questions, in my personal life. "Sudden Thoughts" shall to be the answers for some of the most heartfelt poems, I've ever written. Even the answers to most of the situations in my life to date.