Modern Day Hancock (Continued)

A battle no one gets to see unless I decide to reveal my wounds. And, Everytime I decided to, Most would misconstrue my true intentions, Miss the message, Only to con me with friendship dead in shallow waters since I could not accrue, Enough change in my pocket in time... But, Can you blame me... Continue Reading →

A Battle I Might Win

I’ve been devoured by Anger.Chewed for decades,Finally spat out…Maybe,I’ve become a bit too bitter for its liking.Maybe,With how sour I’ve been,I’ve become more acidic than it can ever handle… All I hope for is,That my skin has gone stale on Anger’s tongue.That I carry flavors so foreign to its taste buds,It’ll never realize what hit... Continue Reading →

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