This is probably my,Toughest entry yet.The hardest piece I've ever chosen to write for the very reason that,I don't really want to wake up to whatever this is any longer.I just,Have no other choice… Haven't had any motivation to write,Let alone move my limbs any further past my bed regardless of how much I hate... 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 →
The Boy Who Cried Geek!
Crazy, intimidating, and apparently unsuitable to work with, people. Yet, funny enough, I live my life in front of others, performing away the Poetry my heart will be happily buried in at the end of my bumpy road. But, I often wonder why I get that kind of reaction as I try my very best... Continue Reading →
Stoned In The Halls Of Stony Brook
Loss, A word I know too much about. I wake up and see the things left as debris around me, Yet I’m blessed, To have much more than many other people around a world cluttered by poverty and continuous war our emotions fuel daily... But, What I’ve lost is much deeper than that. I lost... Continue Reading →