The Smoke Won’t Fade

No one ever knows which day is their last. For some of us, It is an attachment similar to a bungee jump beneath a bridge. Instead of losing yourself inside of shallow waters poured by the outcries of Anger you haven't dealt with, That rope of smoke grabs you just in time to pull you... Continue Reading →

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 →

Modern Day Hancock

Debilitating. To walk outside with a fistful of frustration punching against the walls of your chest. To be amongst other souls who deny your light while labeling it dim, When really, It's darkness protruding through your pours attempting to devour every glimmer of hope. Because, I don't want to feel this crippling anxiety, Yet, It's... Continue Reading →

Blank Stare

Sometimes,All I can do is sit down and stare into space with a face more blank than a canvas painters are afraid to touch.Feel pinned against a wall with a dagger as big as my list of mistakes throughout the last three years of my pathetic existence.Seemingly possessed by a vengeful spirit too exhausted to... Continue Reading →

Feelings Tucked Inside Of My Shelf

Can’t really define what I’m feeling.So many kind of thoughts that I’m dealing with,Instilling my soul with a boat-load of smoke rising out of my ceiling.I’m,Temporarily sealing a void with a cloud preventing me from revealing many truths I’ve needed to face.Forget a blunt to my face as I’m wincing in pain,When I’m flicking my... Continue Reading →

Truth Of Our Matters

Sorry, Not sorry, Mom. For my depression. Half of the time, I could barely feel the left side of my face whenever I think of how I was left neglected. Those moments as an adolescent, Where you could've taught me how to stick out my and chest and stand up for myself instead of, Reminding... Continue Reading →

Me, Myself & Poetry 2

No one ever wants to lay down on a cold brick,Trapped behind bars within an insane asylum fitting all the demons you can think of inside of your own head wondering,Will I ever get out?Even if you do escape for whatever reason,It’s a flashback striking your mind like night terrors in the daytime… “How did... Continue Reading →

Depression?

Depression. Real and, For the most part? Unexpected. Never do you take notice until that bottle in your chest explodes, As each piece of glass ricochets off the walls you've built brick by brick. Never do you feel it coursing through your veins, Until you're classified as useless by those you love, Who've grown sick... Continue Reading →

Barking Up The Right Tree

Lately, I never really know what to write. Could barely get myself to sit down on my desk and create the visuals I’ve wanted to give life to for so long. And, I don’t really know why… All I know is, I’m surrounded by what feels wretched and dark to a soul already tainted by... Continue Reading →

Forgive Me

Sorry for neglecting you. So, So sorry for lacking attention towards the affection you try to show me. Ungrateful I've been of the beauty you bestow upon a life I've made exhaustively dark. By just, Leaving every journal closed instead of opening them and, Absorbing every glittering stream of heartwarming light you've shone on a... Continue Reading →

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