Open mics are exhausting.Full of so many personalities,Opportunities,And,Support most of us don't feel like we deserve.The chance to observe reasons why we're so hard on ourselves.Dreams we're blessed to witness come alive,As well as doe for reasons we may never know.But,It's a sign worthwhile.An adventure for a drifter with no table to place his journal... Continue Reading →
The Eyes Of A Drifter – Day 271 , Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
An observor is all you can be when you're a drifter without a home to lay His head in.Human interaction is what I've dreaded,For as long as I can remember while heading towards heaven,I find in a pen,And,Paper littered with my thoughts,Dreams,Knowing I will never receive a citation for it.I'm quite proud to have hoarded,Journal... Continue Reading →
Madness Of Solitude – Day 270, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Solitude.Isolation.A super power in a world over-stimulated by social ties choking their senses until the point of oblivion.Does it mean I've steered away from interaction?No.It just means I have a drive speeding towards peace while I'm on a road full of too many infractions.I've had enough relationships.My situation is too complicated for most to understand... Continue Reading →
Retro Lies – Day 269, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Looking for a place to fit in feels like,A game of tetris reaching its end without enough space to place the next block before the finish line.More like,A game of Pac-Man being chased by ghosts with every intent to eat you alive,Out-running your attempt to escape a labrynth full of food for thought that'll never... Continue Reading →
Hollow Cities – Day 268, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Parading around in a mask is what most of us do year round.While some say,"I began watching to feel some excitement!"The rest,A select few,Refused to masquerade in a lie meant,To distract us from a truth most blissfully ignore.The artificial love along comradery fading away as fast as a dark cloud gliding through a sky raining... Continue Reading →
Echoes Of A Lonely Poet – Day 267, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Sitting in a multi-million dollar building by myself,Echoes tend to get louder while I write a rhyme I belch,From the bottom of a heart to the top of a helm,Moving in circles while I stare at an angel,And,Demon I couldn't help,But,Ignore.Doesn't matter how many tears I stream down my eyes when I spot a fight,Or,Flight... Continue Reading →
Sleep Is Where Life’s At – Day 266, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Catching Z's nowadays are better than being awake.There is nothing to my day,Besides an open mic with a mic I use,And,A home I've made on every stage I've been to.So,As I lay my head down while slipping into a dream,I can't lie by saying I'd like to wake up,And,Stay awake in this reality.A reality not... Continue Reading →
Where He Goes, Things Die – Day 265, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Everywhere I go,It seems like everything changes.Never do I see the same faces,In the same spaces,I find myself inside of longer than a few months knowing they've been around for years.Rules in this game called life change as if adjusting to a presence imposing itself on a world it doesn't want much of a part... Continue Reading →
Wish Upon A Star – Day 264, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
What do I wish for as the star others claim me to be?On most days,I'm darkened by visions of an abyss I'm trapped in while I rake in a seed,Into a ground split open by thunderous cries I'm not able to contain,And,Release!Internally while I walk rampant,Shouting for these desires to cease...Every desire to flee from... Continue Reading →
Sweet Ole’ Bronx – Day 262, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Mean mugs,A blunt,And,A Yankees fitted.Living in the projects with heat tucked,And,An arm full of bad bitches.Sipping on a 40 ounce of Budweiser,While pitching drugs hoping to climb up from rags to riches...It's what He sees on concourse,Claiming to be King,Bridging the gap between an escape from a con torn,From paradise found in a dollar to... Continue Reading →
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