A-D-D

All over the place! But, something doesn't quite add up. Thoughts have been omniscient in nature, yet a God I am not. So many variables to subtract in such algebraic situation where I try finding why my Ex truly left me to rot. Maybe, my 'pot' became too thin...Dollars going up in smoke the more... Continue Reading →

Lonely Excursionz

In a journey where you may appear alone, you'll learn the true intentions of people, what people have used you for. And, how love and forgiveness is the only solution in a world divided by glaring deceit only seen when one decides to see it... Having no one at all to fall back on for... Continue Reading →

Toolz Of Success

New year, Same attitude when I'm flowing to a rhythm while I'm trying to reach a higher altitude, Through a new groove. Crude fears, I'm eliminating with a few new tools... Acceptance. Of a home littered by hateful messages and disgraceful sedatives. Of those bitter over graceful sentiments I've chosen over distasteful eminence. Why sit... Continue Reading →

That Toxic Ex Girlfriend

Trust me when I say I love you, Baby, Please don't cry. Had to take you out that room full of Ice! And, Show you what a different life looks like by, Letting you go... And, Watching you flow... Past, This dark place I was sinking in to... Yes, I see the tears, But, It's... Continue Reading →

Amour Bon Gre

Relationships, At times, Are just a headache. I don't want to sit, Face to face and explain my set ways as segue for her to decide if I am one she'll let stay. I don't want to sit and have fits with a woman who'd wear out the person I am, Hoping I'd change and... Continue Reading →

Merriment Of Peace

You know you've been working hard when you come back home with a hole inside one of your favorite pair of sneakers. The only pair that was left unscathed until they had to be worn. No other choice but to be strapped on my feet during a time of mental warfare. Mental warfare my demons... Continue Reading →

Smell Of Hard Work

"Look at those Jordans! Mad dirty!" "Haha, They even have holes in them, They're cooked!" ... Voices within my mind tend to manifest through the vocal cords of guilty bystanders. Demons who frolic in the name of wear and tears involuntarily shown as I master! My patience... The kind of patience where I take my... Continue Reading →

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