Sadness.Sadness is that half-empty glass of water giving life to a waning heart dry of all kinds of love spoken.That half-empty glass of water you'll never choke on regardless of how it's poured in.Into an esophagus sore from crying for hours on end,With bulging eyes getting too tired to open.And,I know it all too well.Because,Because,I'm... Continue Reading →
The Magnifying Glass – Day 229, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Sunlight's shining upon me!But,From a magnifying glass I can't see.Heat-seeking a man working with his plan B,Instead,Of a past dream to live a life of innocence.Yet,None of us never had a chance to,Have we?A hard pill to swallow.But,It's a pill that won't leave you hollow,The same way your decisions will while choosing to wallow,About what... Continue Reading →
How Bad Can Less Pain Be? – Day 228, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
My foot isn't in searing pain,The same way God has ordained my body to feel.How?I have no idea.My habits have been quite the same,With a small change here and there while I read a,Story I wish I were living along a sweet cup,Of lies I've been drinking anytime I need a,Break from reality...But,Who am I... Continue Reading →
Clear Waters – Day 227, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Let go,Let go,Let go...Why must I do so?Why can't I have one bodily desire that doesn't equate to fool's gold?Desires that wouldn't blind my eyes from the value love brings,Till I'm too broken to pay for sins more than a few know?All I want is a one night stand,Some booze,And,A few rolls of weed until... Continue Reading →
Smell Of Fresh Soil – Day 225, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Fresh mulch permeates the air,As new seeds are planted into a mind,Where ideas are desperate to germinate.Staying stuck in the weeds is no longer suitable for a soul thirsty to feel something new.Something besides dry humor,And,A plate of burgers along french fries while watching whatever the algorithm decides to feed it that night.No more city... Continue Reading →
Press Me! – Day 224, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Communicating with what appears to be a mannequin.A voice box appears to be present as long as you press the right buttons without any damage.Yet,No matter what I say,The response will always be the same.So,Why even bother talking until the point of rage crawling up my spine?Silence,In this case,Seems so divine.I'd rather sit down,And,Write a... Continue Reading →
Dollar Store Bags – Day 223, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Flimsy.Ripping at the slightest tension.Such weak garbage bags I keep for baggage I carry,As heavy as each rejection I've suffered,Been blessed with,However I feel during the moment.It's why I change them as fast as I can,Before debris scatters all over my floor,Out of my control.Kind of like,My emotions encountering a new palm I grab,With a... Continue Reading →
Games I Don’t Want To Play – Day 222, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
If some women were Yu-Gi-Oh cards,They'd be pots of greed.If some women were a deck of playing cards,They'd be a Royal Flush and flush your life down a drain,And,Aim for the weeds.If some women were uno cards they'd be the reverse,And,Rehearse an excuse to leave as soon as your wallet gets a little too lean!Regardless... Continue Reading →
From Around Town – Day 221, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
You may be from out of town,But,Over here,You're pseudo-happiness is not allowed.Over here,Honesty's appreciated more than the frown you've turned upside down.Over here,We love one another regardless of pain everybody suffers,And,For that we are proud! Not a single politician is found in our home,Nor,Presidents,Dead or alive,Salivating to devour our soul,Unlike those hardened by illegal tender... Continue Reading →