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 →

Attention!

Attention is a hell of a drug!Especially after grabbing a mic around a crowd so desperate to get drunk and high.And I grew tired of it…Watching others surrounding themselves with 1800 bottles while I try to write a hot line?Has me wired in with!Who I really am,Instead of running away from my truths I once... Continue Reading →

The Boogeyman Is Tired

Quiet and observant!Is how one must be when you’re anything like me.Because,When you’re a man as lonely as I’ve been,Not only are you silenced,But!Deleted from society and its “toxic” environment,Where most spearhead a protest against those too vibrant!And,Alive in a city dead of hopes and dreams,Replaced by hope in dope and creeds misleading anyone with... Continue Reading →

Plugged In

Easy,Ain’t it?To tell someone to,“Just do!”Especially,When you haven’t received a single ounce of respect you’ve earned.When depression seeps into your mind first thing in the morning while you thirst,For a smile you can see within a scratched mirror you’ve clawed at ferociously for answers… The disaster it is when a human mind is cursed by... Continue Reading →

Circlez

Alyssa was a bright, Young scholar. Focused on her straight A's until a twisted thought became a bother. But, Before any introduction of her destruction, I wanted to tell you a story of her fatal reconstruction... First, You have to understand hard times in the ghetto. Being born and looked at as a failure from... Continue Reading →

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