Feels like it will never end, the suffering. The internal carnage between who I really want to be versus what others envision me as. A disease seeping out of my pours, transforming into new fixations I never thought would cripple me on most nights. It's not the weed, nor the booze. Now? It's a plate... Continue Reading →
Cold Middle – Day 11, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Beef patties in a microwave for under a minute,What happens?Kind of what you're abandonment did to me.Left me in a searing rage,With a heart colder than Winter's Sea.But,Shame on my lack of vision in all honesty.Because,You've never really smiled when looking my way.You just,Looked down on me,Somberly… Yet,I understand,Dad.Because I've disappointed myself by leaving my... Continue Reading →
Melodic Truths Must Be Told pt. 1 – Day 7, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Rapping was something I never thought I'd fall out of love with,But,I did.Too much time was spent wrapping my head around my existence,As dead is how I imagined it.Yet,Here I am rhyming words,Again,In a less reckless fashion more fitting for man with many chips,On two shoulders,Too exhausted,To keep holding on to weight equilibrated with,Each tear... Continue Reading →
Ocean Blues – Day 5, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Serene like a seagull when swimming in a sea of tranquility.To be gulled into boiling rage,Over thoughts that will go away,Is an error you must not make,If you plan on living life without misery.Be like a rock,Motionless upon impact when hit by a wave of despair and melancholy.You may get wet by tears drowning away... Continue Reading →
Duke Nukem – Day 3, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Exhausted from drama.Sitting in silence when I just want a,Chance to breathe,Like I should be doing.Nicking apples in my garden like Patrick Ewing.Trying to keep it moving,Till I'm centered on my own block... I just want to get away and jot,A story I decide to be the Author of and put a stop,To every single... Continue Reading →
Just A Messenger – Day 3
At this point,I know I'll never find love again.I mean,I'm boring with a tendency to repent for my sins after gaining some sense,On what's more important in life.And,Most women I've encountered aren't into that… Especially,If you're a broken man!Like me.With zero dollars in a bank account to seize.Living with family that aren't family to me... Continue Reading →
Preludes You’re Not Ready For…
Couldn't quench my thirst with a river of tears,So,I'm back tearing up a page with a pen drawing out my fears,And,Placing them in front of me.A battle for the ages!Set on preparations for the day I meet my savior.Racing is my heart as I savor my erasure.From a world I wasn't meant for,Yet,Meant to be... Continue Reading →
Persona Non Grata
Earth is Hell. For a lot of us. I don't know about you, but I'm tired of waking up, at all. I'm tired of reawakening into a world where I know the kind of help I need will not be given. I'm tired of reawakening to the reality that I'm completely alone in a wasteland... Continue Reading →
Incase… – Freewrite #49
Incase… Just in case this is the last opportunity I'll ever get to flush out a soul dirtied with bad memories I feel forced to remember above all else from the first second of each morning I don't want to wake. And, I get it. I'm blessed. To still have my family around. To still... Continue Reading →
Writing My Escape Route #1 – Silhouettes Of War
Been at the library for the past couple of days,As it gives me a sigh of relief.A sigh of relief from sitting on my bedroom seat,Watching what an algorithm thinks I'm interested in without ever asking me… Just a few years ago,I was standing on my own two feet,On as many stages I can possibly... Continue Reading →