For so long, I've spoken with Devils while sleeping with angels. Listening to Bone Thugs, Sitting in my crib while crushing some bud, As I crashed into my bed through a funk feeling fatal. Slowed down by the tone of a Monster trying to cradle, His own sanity! As close as it can, While I... Continue Reading →
Me, Myself & I
I guess that's why I speak to myself often, Because I'm the only one who knows my Pain, Really. Day to day. You get used to it being a lone soldier for most of your time. An outcast is what was casted upon his broken confidence, Him, Who I once was, slummed, In the outskirts... Continue Reading →
Sober & Troubled
Sobriety is amazing. You breathe better. Sweat less under pressure. All the pain you've been feeling for so long, Goes away in the snap of a finger. But, Can it heal my mind? Yea, Your tunnel vision is much clearer, But, Can it allow me to feel happy for once in my life? I just,... Continue Reading →
Drunk Thoughtz
*Side Note* - The poem below is a piece I wrote during a recent relapse with alcohol. I wanted to post this in light of my 3 months of sobriety as of now. Life can always change as long as you put your mind to it! Please enjoy 💜 What is this existence all for... Continue Reading →
Movie Gangstas
Keys pressing up against my fingers. God pushing them for me when I feel like eating dinner. Y'all don't understand the kind of work I'm trying to leave on this scene of spitters... But, I'm here with another one. You're here for another gun line, When I'm crushing them. Sprinkling them inside another blunt, I... Continue Reading →
War Time
I was told, To dig through the surface, Of everyone struck by a state of Inertia, While searching for peace. And, Now I'm sold, Those people who purposely wait for a "piece", Are a burden to those who will patiently reach. For the right time and place to reap. Dreams they were blessed with to... Continue Reading →
Dancing Skeletonz
Listen up and try to understand the difference. I see a light that will beg to differ anybody's mental prison. Through a set of bars that'll widen horizons instead of hiding them inside of a vision, So illusory. Jewelery covering up truth that is soon to be seen... Most wouldn't be able to handle the... Continue Reading →
Sex & Liquor @ 10 AM
My words are those spray-painted across train tunnels and brick walls. Carried by informal kinship to hieroglyphics written in caves hidden from plain sight, Brought to eyes just trying to find answers to simple questions in life. Why am I here? Everyday you wake up, From a world of dreams shaping our realities, Day by... Continue Reading →
Cutting Tiez
How do you just, Let go? Or, Move on? Some things just feel like a stainless steel knife penetrating your rib cage. And, Most of the time you'll feel like keeping it lodged inside, Worried it'll bleed out and kill you if it isn't... Seem to ask the same question over, And over again. How... Continue Reading →
Question Markz
"If you don't write your own life story, Somebody else is going to write it for you," Was the motto, For a hollowed heart filled by a liquor bottle, Where anyone can spot growth diminishing with every shot spiraling around a rabbit hole of, What if?...