Babybel – Day 201, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

An abundance of cheese coagulates after sitting for several minutes and harms your flesh overtime.Blood does so to clog an open wound regardless of how careless we become.Even after death,Rigor-mortis,The warmth in our bodies stay put as each flailing pound of skin goes cold.There's,Something special about the lives we live,What fuels us to move forward... Continue Reading →

Snowfall. – Day 122, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Snowfall.A canopy for the ugliness I don't want to see.An awning for the tragedies in store as rain pours,And,Pours.From each corner of my eyes with a shovel in hand as I course,Through a path slippery before,Each pound of ice is ever crystalized,By,Such a wintry world.A world where souls are solidified by windchills below zero when,Exhaled... Continue Reading →

Cold, Cold World…

Cold Like,The winds of a broken home,Destroyed by tornadoes of trauma unworthy of excuses.Humanity stained by the blood of youth as a tradeoff for cigarettes and booze so,So illusive.So much cannabis to choose from,Yet,All come with an inevitable fall when you’re too “lit,”As you watch the ashes of your dreams sprinkle on a grave dug... Continue Reading →

Freed From The Lion’s Den

Hello,Sunshine!So bright while you light up the sky.So high,Yet,Providing me some warmth when I feel like I'm about to cry,For whatever reason... Shining amongst my fluffy cheeks,I make sure to embrace you throughout all seasons.Because,When I lay defeated?You run a muck through any darkness trying its best to pierce this,Drive I was given to keep... Continue Reading →

Cloudy 79°

Earth may have cried for just a second.A tear or two splashing on top of the strap of my insulator bag as I walk past some scaffolding breaking a part by the week.But,As I look up at the sky,The Sun appears to be shining regardless of whatever cloud comes to mask its warmth away from... Continue Reading →

Chill Like Ice At The Bar

I peeped Chill at the bar while I was bussing tables at Red Eagle, Drunk on a few drinks, Most importantly, Smiling across the room towards the bartender, Shaq. (Nice guy by the way!) They were both having a conversation, But I couldn't hear what they were saying exactly. I just knew that I wanted... Continue Reading →

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