Flimsy Threadz – Day 1, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Trying to get it back no matter the obstacle.
Tired of walking with a mind where thoughts are prodigal.
Nowadays,
I’d rather crawl to places where all views are tropical.
So,
It’s time to get topical,
Kicking habits harder than a wall where I’ve doxed a few…

Heads I wouldn’t mind crushing in real time,
Instead of drawing vivid images of their demise within a mind,
Sick of lies I will expose as I gather my composure in a simple,
Rhyme…

My eye sight’s been about 40/45,
But,
Hindsight is 20/20 now that I’m up rising a pen.
Writing up hymns,
Setting my sights on a binge,
I will never stop!
Until I decide to unplug and drop…

Are my demons ready?
Are they feeling petty from watching me get swole and sweaty?
There won’t be any to pole to hold and keep steady,
While I poke a hole in their chest with what I’ve held in mine as heavy,
As the weight on my shoulders…

Believe me when I tell you to hit the ground!
There will be boulders flung around,
And if you’re hit,
I will not have a care in a world that shut me out,
As I yelled for help while hanging on an edge,
By a flimsy thread,
Snapping by each sound of my regrets…

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The journey rebirths put you through is amazing! Just when you think you’re down and out, something keeps sparking up inside to turn your engine back on, continuing your drive towards some sort of freedom we’re all looking for.

This will be my last attempt at challenging myself to post a poem for the next 365 days while reaching my yearly mark of when I quit smoking marijuana and my sixth year of not drinking any alcohol.

But, it’s an attempt I don’t plan on failing to pull through. Not only am I doing this to prove to myself that I can still write my life out of this hellhole I’ve been trapped in, but as an epic love letter to everyone else who still saw me as human when everyone around my presence did not.

After all, like my mentors have told me for a big portion of my life, “If you don’t write your own life story, somebody else will write it for you.”

And I don’t intend for anyone to write mine as I pray nobody else writes yours but yourselves.

Peace & love,
M3l0dic