Seeking a legion of soldiers to go to war with is,Weaking treason against what's blocking my metamorphisis.What I need is a reason to keep moving forward in,A field fill of dreams in a season as hot as every corner with,A warning sign,Glaring in your face each time you pass by,Crash sites littered by packs besides,Minds... Continue Reading →
Sweet Ole’ Bronx – Day 262, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Mean mugs,A blunt,And,A Yankees fitted.Living in the projects with heat tucked,And,An arm full of bad bitches.Sipping on a 40 ounce of Budweiser,While pitching drugs hoping to climb up from rags to riches...It's what He sees on concourse,Claiming to be King,Bridging the gap between an escape from a con torn,From paradise found in a dollar to... Continue Reading →
All I Want Is Love – Day 252, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz (In Progress)
How do I survive?Every single night without a woman to suffice,My need for a touch deeper than the high,I get from a climax coming down like,Any other drug?All I want is love.And,A moment where I flush,Every ounce of blood,As red as the cheek of my beloved when I pucker up,And,Lay a kiss on the forehead... Continue Reading →
Urn Your Way Out – Day 232, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
This isn't a poem,Nor prose,Nor a monologue,But,A warning.A warning about how good drugs,Of any kind,Make you feel.How downers will lift you up from the sky,Just to drop you deeper into that pool of regret you've decided to swim in.How uppers will force you to crash into the ground,Like molten-red meteors blazing its way into soil... Continue Reading →
Feeding The Cerberus – Day 104, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Feeding,A demon,With reasons,Your heaving!In vomit,While coughing up smoke,Upping the dosage for a moment of hope,In all of it's falsity?A fatality for those lost in endless animosity,Against an image once portrayed by hues of love,Stained by every opportunity taken to go for blood,Tainting all of what you could've been if,You had never given up.And,For what?Drugs?A drink,What... Continue Reading →
Prudes Aren’t So Bad, After All – Day 103, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
A prude is what I want,Sort of.A woman who is not absorbed in thoughts,Darkened by a need to climax and froth,Over orgasms that won't last as long,As we can hold each other in the midst of a storm… I want to be engorged by her love,And,Need to hear my voice whenever she'd slip into a... Continue Reading →
High From The Vapors – Day 77, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Hopping from one open mic to the next as the holidays arrive,You'll meet so many others looking for the same high.Not from a drug.Not from a drink nor attention from anyone!But,A dream.A dream we imagine from the second we open our eyes,To and throughout every hour we're asleep…The kind of high most are too afraid... Continue Reading →
Flicking The Roach – Day 47, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Sobriety feels like a knife being stuck in the middle of my palms,During nights where my soul isn't calm.How badly I want a drink,Or a smoke,I cannot describe while I dive into past poems I wrote,As a reminder to never give up… Giving up on myself is the last thing I desire!But,I can't help but... Continue Reading →
Heavenly Choices – Day 46, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Motivation is unnecessary when you're busy being yourself.When you're busy doing what you love without the need for anyone's help.When you're busy looking for a way to do so,Without seeking approval from anyone inside of this burning Hell we're all trapped in… Paradise in the flesh is achieved in our mind when we feed our... Continue Reading →
Sporting Good Faith – Day 36, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Limping your way past the wire is vastly superior to,Never making it at all.Whether you're parasitic or a hermit,Recluse,Prying eyes and ears aren't worth bawling over while you crawl,In pain,With so much to lose… Yea,So what if there is no one cheering for you on the sidelines?Life is not a sport!At any second,You might die,And,Get... Continue Reading →
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