Reaching the end of the last chapter in a book with a sequel to come is,Bittersweet to say the least.And,Here we are.At our mountain's edge,Just to climb back down,And,Scale the next.In a sense,Never can we grow tired of a story up to us to write as long as we change our pace.Say grace!All while being... Continue Reading →
Promises I Shouldn’t Keep – Day 209, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Promises...I'm exhausted with,Making what I shouldn't keep while I'm lost in this,Thought process I've been trying to escape at all costs...Will it,Burn me alive,As I gas out and crash from being so sleep-deprived?Only God knows.All I know,Is the hard time I've been having,As I arrange a flow pattern,Used to depict a disaster,That couldn't be stopped... Continue Reading →
Bloody Cloth Of A Ghost – Day 208, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
A ghost town full of what seems to be apparitions trapped in a vessel they despise.Pounding in both ears is a silence arising while I stare into their eyes as,I steer clear from saying a word.I try to wave and say hi,But,What I get back is a stare more hypnotizing than death's,Yet,I shrug it off... Continue Reading →
Excommunicado – Day 207, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Zero in on your poetry,My mind,Heart and soul suggests.Because,As time passes,So does the will to be kind.Love,As we know it,Is suffering an excrutiating death too glaring to witness.Nowadays,I'd rather stay far from the likes of a person who's dead inside.A soul who's gone rogue with a touch permiating through the warmth of another.Excommunication seems to... Continue Reading →
Shoes You’re Too Afraid To Fill – Day 206, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz (In Progress)
Ask me about my shoes...Matter of fact,What you should be asking is,Can your feet fit inside what belongs to a man with nothing to lose?Would you be too insecure to wear scuffs foo late to undo?Are you brave enough to walk with your head up high,Meanwhile others laugh at poverty you've accrued?Cut from anyone's approval... Continue Reading →
Bob Ross Couldn’t Paint This – Day 205, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Lust is plastered onto each wall in my head like,The ugliest exhibit in a museum in which you have no say in it's removal.There for your viewing everytime you wander by the most curious isles of your delicate mind.All you can do is zoom through the echoes of failed intimacies,You feel doomed to repeat,Amongst your... Continue Reading →
Purple & Blue – Day 204, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Bewildered by the thought of Her enjoying her time right this second.While my heart,Mind and soul is cluttered by doom.Yet,I've fallen out of love years ago.How pathetic!Holding myself in contempt as a man doing his best to kill that version of himself,Who only knows how to destroy his own spirit.Left wondering why I'm even alive,Still…Feels... Continue Reading →
Isn’t That Weird? – Day 203, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Sex is already weird to begin with as a man who stands by his prudence.What's weird is a human's need to mix fluids,Rather than diving deep!Into each other's mind while becoming fluent,In love languages most of us don't speak,Anymore… Weirdly enough,Romance is dead,In exchange for lust,Many buy into for a moment in bed,At the cost... Continue Reading →
Gimme’ Some Sugar! – Day 202, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Granules from a bittersweet reality sprinkle onto a smile I don't ever want to lose.But,As I sweat,From walking miles on end,I'm always tempted to lick the corner of my lips,While left sour-faced by the taste of each sip,Of my own failures…Still,Sources of water are scarce for a martyr.A loner.A man with no other choice,But,To walk... Continue Reading →
Babybel – Day 201, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
An abundance of cheese coagulates after sitting for several minutes and harms your flesh overtime.Blood does so to clog an open wound regardless of how careless we become.Even after death,Rigor-mortis,The warmth in our bodies stay put as each flailing pound of skin goes cold.There's,Something special about the lives we live,What fuels us to move forward... Continue Reading →