I pray everything has been well with everyone out there. Had to take a second out of my day and pour my thoughts onto a waterproof page. Finally, over three months off of weed smoke and it feels so good! But, lately, I've been having consecutive dreams where I would come across a pack or... Continue Reading →
Euphoric Highs – Day 27, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Moments like these,I think about how I quit smoking joints and feel,Powerful,Grateful.More than I ever have before at any point in my life.Makes me feel as if I can,Fly.Do things no other human has done before.But,Still I cry.I cry tears of joy knowing how I'm no longer burning that bridge between,Myself and an inner-child I... Continue Reading →
Can I Ever Be Forgiven? – Day 25, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
So many mistakes.Only one to blame.The man I'm forced to see in the mirror,Every.Single.Day… Will I ever make it out of this hole,Will I ever fully change?From,A frown that feels permanent,To,An everlasting smile on my face? I…Don't know.I hope so,But,There are only a miles ahead hope can ever go towards… Forward!I march on.Regardless of how... Continue Reading →
A Letter for An Angel – Day 24, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
This is really random, but I figured to myself that there's a chance I would never see you again and would be mad at myself if I didn't tell you how beautiful you are to me, how your gorgeous, glittery smile stayed in my mind from the moment I saw you. You have a glow,... Continue Reading →
Purified By The Purge – Day 23, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Purging my mind of your memory is a necessity.Although a lovely woman you were with much for me to be thankful for,Thinking of you is like,Dipping my feet into quicksand.Sand liquified by the Earth shattering beneath me that moment I,Found out how you had never loved me from our very first kiss.A kiss of death... Continue Reading →
Battles Where Words Are The Weapon – Day 22, Never Give Up On Your Dreams
My turn,Again,Against stage fright.I thought I couldn't do it until I walked to the stage like,I had no other choice,But,To put the microphone to my side and then lay lines.Connecting every monumental sentence,Across the jaws of whoever's willing to bet against,A man who is climbing up and over a hill others roll back to the... Continue Reading →
Checking In On My Own Soul (Prose), Day 21
Three months into sobriety from marijuana and I cant believe it. But, as proud as I am from deciding not to encase every grin away behind a curtain of smoke, I still feel trapped. Recently, I began a new job hoping I can eventually pay off my college debt to go back to school. My... Continue Reading →
A Corpse Without A Coffin – Day 20, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Sussurations of an abandoned forest envelop my eardrums.Sweat drips down my arms as sly as a fox stalking its prey.My mind is engorged by hysteria with every bite I take.Am I just a walking carcass the more I stick a fork inside of my body,Just to mask my pain?On most days,I feel dead anyway.Until I... Continue Reading →
No More Scotch In The Mist – Day 19, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Rain.It'll flood the scene regardless of pace.Whether it's cats and dogs or a scotch mist,If it doesn't stop in a matter of time,You will drown and be embalmed in,The minds of others by fluids only harvested when one is teary-eyed,And,Never will the thought be a drop-dead image for,Anyone seeking a sight for sore eyes when,They're... Continue Reading →
Going All In – Day 18, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Going all in.What does that mean,Exactly?Does it mean giving everything up,Including a full plate of satisfaction?Staying hungry,Yet,Satiated by the joy of your passion?I only ask because,I'm not happy knowing I've been hired for a new job,I already desire to quit before starting my first day for what I truly want… A stage where I can... Continue Reading →