Steve Fogle, Fogle

This book was written In complete desperation I search for happiness like it was a long lost dog. Some days it seems inside these dreams that I will find out soon. Or in itself is that the dream. Holding on to something and only to see it as total failure. So control that which you can't and watch what it does. Writing this is my therapy... The past is what haunts me and everything connected seems to be what's not detected. So now I look with such curious eyes, knowing one day its just a disquise. I lost what I thought was love, it only was misguided light. And for now I seem to have found my