Red Ink

Pen,Paper,Ink,My trinity,Slash,Seductress… When anger,Sorrow,Lust,Or Love rises,I'm swayed,In ways I cannot define,To stroke my quil in mind,From left to right,And strike,A point,As I conclude a sentence… I'm breathless,Reciting poems inciting death wishes,Yearning for a rebirth warranted,By my need to change…Thoughts,Were littered by lies pathological,It was only right I decided on rewriting them,And circle back to Truth…... Continue Reading →

Won’t Get The Best Of Me

I think we've all been bamboozled before. Deceived one way or another over secrets one keeps to themselves or to gain what God doesn't want them to have. That deceit originates from fear it self. What possible reason is there to trick someone when there rarely is no positive outcome after losing another's trust? Why... Continue Reading →

Web Of Liez

New York City and its cobb webs of Deceit will entrap every bit of Trust you have for others, If you let it. And I've allowed it to smother my Heart in its entirety on more than one occasion... Like, Going inside your local Deli for a loaf of Raisin bread and some Nutella. Maybe,... Continue Reading →

Watchmen

Proud to admit that I am not perfect. What you see in the surface? Is who I am, Just another man who keeps working. At least I try my best to be honest rather than a con who is jerking you. With lies they rehearse in hues, Too dark for anyone to see. A wordsmith,... Continue Reading →

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