Revolutions!Never will be televised for the useless.Nonviable for eyes peeking out blinds,As it all occurs in the inside by,Putting down what you've been abusing,While you lay beside a mound of ash to prove it… Dubious Life is,For a monster stuck within another's pocket,With only one option!A game of peek-a-boo for a temporary view of a... Continue Reading →
I Just Think Differently – Day 2
There's not much I can really say,Being that I still don't want to live till this day.A feeling I've felt ever since the 5th grade,Going on to middle school where I was nothing!But,An outcast to pick on just to feel entertained.And,It didn't matter if I was home,Or,At school,It was all the same.A target for whomever... Continue Reading →
No More Chemtrails Pt. 2 – What’s Family Good For?
"Family, what is it good for?" Is what I find myself asking after being forced to wake up by sounds of death and depression produced by the void of my youngest relative's heart made of stone with malic acid for tears. For starters, disappointed I am in myself for still living under the roof of... Continue Reading →
Cheshire Nightz
Grinning like a Cheshire cat,Nowadays,Every time I'm reminded of my X.Because,I was once trapped in a 'box' with a plethora of pleasures that eventually got to my,Head.But,Now that I'm free from a drug cracking through my bleeding heart,I've departed from a weary land of lies,And,Landed in a firmament where being forlorn is a blessing in... Continue Reading →
Writing My Escape Route #2 – Breitling Kind of Guy
Rolex watches have never covered either of my wrists.How can one have a wrist full of gold by isolating from anything bright lingering around them with,An open flame burning beside a journal catching fire every time they're focused on a spliff they must split!From… Yet,I digress.I refuse to burden anybody with addictions everybody is sprung!Over…Throughout... Continue Reading →
What If It Was School? – Freewrite #45
"…Stay in school!" You'll often hear people whisper to themselves when passing by a soul seemingly on its last lightbulb still in tact. But! I have a question that might just blow everybody's mind reading this sentence right now. What if,School is what made them do it? I mean,Everybody's journey down into a rock-bottom (a... Continue Reading →
Forgiving Myself
Squared up against a circle of people who I can only move forward from. Controlling my emotions are a must as I pray that my life doesn't spiral into a tornado of bitterness and hate without a single ounce of purpose to fill the void inside of my heart. Yet, even if I've acted more... Continue Reading →
Mary Jane Who? (Repost)
Smoking weed isn’t as special as others make it seem like. After a while you’ll find yourself asking, “Can’t I be doing something better for myself right now?” Usually where I end up at the end up like this moment finishing my first blunt of the day. Feels like my personal demons manifested in the... Continue Reading →
A Look Back At The Boogie Down
Jobs are hard to stay consistent with, at least for me. If there is no purpose my soul can find within any kind of structure of work, then by God will I rebuke it to the hottest flame Hell has to offer. But, as a top flight security guard in the boogie down, South Bronx,... Continue Reading →
Put The Cell Away
Some people have so much money and material.Why?So busy distracting themselves from internal pain torturing them daily.Some are just addicted to drugs,While some are enthralled by a glossy image imprisoning their true character in a cell we,Ourselves,Tightly clutch in the middle of our palms.A cell we pray gives us every answer we seek in a... Continue Reading →