Wrote this one on a night when everything felt like it stopped moving, but the weight kept piling on.

It’s called “Frozen” — not about the weather, but that feeling when the world’s loud, life’s spinning, and you’re stuck inside your own head.

Hey y’all — been lurking here for a minute. Finally dropped a piece I’ve been sitting on: a windbreaker covered in phrases like:

“God Is Dead” “God Left Us” “God’s Bastards”

Full pattern print — gritty, bleak, and loud without logos. Made for those who’ve seen some shit and still wear it like armor.

🧥 Check it here: www.kchproductions.com

💬 Feedback always welcome