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Bittersweet Candy – Freewrite #42

Waking up everyday knowing that no one will ever just, say Hi, is probably the toughest reality to wake up to. From what I've seen, rich or poor, Loneliness is powerful enough to devour your entire soul, spitting it back out onto concrete where the sun shines the brightest. A beast I've known too well,... Continue Reading →

Put The Cell Away

Some people have so much money and material.Why?So busy distracting themselves from internal pain torturing them daily.Some are just addicted to drugs,While some are enthralled by a glossy image imprisoning their true character in a cell we,Ourselves,Tightly clutch in the middle of our palms.A cell we pray gives us every answer we seek in a... Continue Reading →

Spirit Or Spirits

We were created without ever knowing how.A feat we will never reach no matter how deep we dig into rabbit holes overflown with doubt.Rabbit holes leading us toward truths about,Our spirit,Its entire meaning of existence,And every reason why it should be given all of the attention it may need.Eventually.Attention others fear to gift themselves in... Continue Reading →

She Really Did Care

I yelled for help! You noticed, And, Because of you I didn't drown. You pulled me off the ledge, And, Helped me find a simple smile... You may not understand, But, As soon as an outcast like myself leaves his domicile? All you see are demons who believe it's worth while, To poke fun and... Continue Reading →

Freewrite #24: Forsaken. So What?

Rising to higher states of mind,While walking all around a city making me lose mine. Poverty following me,Like a reaper admonishing me for demolishing each demon keeping the Former alive... Will the staircase to my ultimate success be built by bricks bulging out of my pocket?Or,The skeletons I leave behind when finally reaching the top... Continue Reading →

For My Sobriety

Nothing that you can do, About a Beast who hands you, No other choice but to hand Him bad news! A line of smoke He couldn't handle, Instead of a sig not important to a man who's, Doing everything he can surviving each shot he took reaching for a Mantle, I'm dreaming of often... Good... Continue Reading →

La Vida Me Cambio

La vida me cambio para siempre. Never do I start my days the same as I used to. A difference in a routine formerly full of booze, Boos now rejected by an inner child whom chooses to be free of any mold now rock solid! As I'm no longer on the rocks climbing out of... Continue Reading →

First Thing In The Morning

The minute I wake up,I'm having a wonderful day!No matter the nightmares that no longer phase a,Man who isn't the same!Crushing a bud in the name!Of love I wasn't able to feel until I got on my knees and prayed...I get it.At times,It isn't easy to face the message,God puts on your plate.Yet,With how hungry... Continue Reading →

Clear Skies Are Evident

Evidence. "That which proves or disproves something, ground for belief, Proof..." Good thing I've been soaking gun pellets in a little glass of alcohol... Shots! Upon shots!... "Strike a match, Get burned and embalmed in a casket and Rot!" Is what I used to prefer. And! The proof is in a pot of pudding I... Continue Reading →

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