"You're not alone!You're lovedYou're-" Sick of such a cliché thought anytime I reach out for a hand full of love.Love I know I've needed,But,Can't find the more I search for it in some weed and,A thought killing me the more I think about it as I lay down,Speechless… I mean,Why shouldn't I?Why shouldn't I join... Continue Reading →
Spilling One’s Gut 4 – Love Is Just, Love…
I don't even know why I love you!But,I do.Even after 5 years of us breaking up,As I try my best to live in my truths.How I wasn't perfect as a man drowned by his tears on the surface while surrounded by a noose!Or,What most would call family,Suffocating me when reaching out for a piece of... Continue Reading →
Crematorium
Home feels like,An ash tray where we litter our bridges lit by the embers we ignite,Whether it's the sunshine or,Mary Jane wrapped in a sheet of anger you choose to let simmer and burn her… Left in the dust!Was I,Within a home I could never call my own,As my old soul grew aware of the... Continue Reading →
There For The Wrong One
Love.Anytime I think of it,Her puffy cheeks clutter my mind.The only set I would love to punch and kiss just,One more time.But,I ruined my chances by not being patient.By choosing Mary Jane and,Other selfish desires I replaced her with…God gave me what I wanted!Yet,Became blinded by the weed smoke that still haunts me today.If only... Continue Reading →
Mirror Stains
Sometimes,I get so busy trying to find something,That I forget I already found something.A confusion making me sick with beliefs my inner child chooses not to believe.Like,Having no one to hold for the rest of my days,Even if it seemed as such.Until I realized what was in front of me for so long as I... Continue Reading →
Spilling One’s Gut 3 – Before The Flood Gates Open…
The only thing final is the fantasy we live in our minds.Nothing is real in a world made with every lie we've sworn by.So,I keep my head in the clouds fighting for another day before I'm caught in the same vices,Crushing my spirits and waning hopes of living strifeless.No more smoke surrounding a vessel wounded... Continue Reading →
Rhythm Of Woes
Sorry…But,Nowadays,All I can find myself saying is,How difficult I've made my own life by giving up my time to,The demons in my mind who frolic where my eyes can't see…The,Only company I've had for the last 5 years while I starve to death!For,Somebody's love… Still,Sorry that,I am not sorry for.My woeful rhythms.Flows of sound led... Continue Reading →
Spilling One’s Gut 2 – Relapse
Another morning waking up doing what I did yesterday.Taking hits enduring all the pain while I circle around till I find a better way.A renegade since day one while I penetrate a state of mind keeping me in my lesser ways.They say it's impossible!They say for me to change is improbable,By being what you've been!But,All... Continue Reading →
Spilling One’s Gut 1
Lately, I haven't been able to sit and write exactly how I've wanted to. So, I thought the only to get myself back to where I was once upon a time, I should just express how I'm feeling and what's been happening. I know the next cliché phrase or questions you'd hear is, "But, where... Continue Reading →
Numb
Numb.So numb,Even a sharp mind can't pierce through the feeling.As if I'm in need of sedatives just to close my eyes and continue dreaming.Yet,Regardless of how defeated I may seem within the crying pupils of another,I'm mastering my own principles and fighting through a set of trials God believes I'll surpass,By writing every single poem... Continue Reading →