Stanley Without The Mask – Day 9, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

A brother's keeper,I would be,If I had one to begin with.What I had growing up were,Two strangers around me I've forsook,Because of their unapologetic sickness,Contagious by a touch I've done my best to avoid until I,Myself,Have gotten addicted… There was no other choice for my,Chance to say,"Good Riddance!"To a train of smoke with one single... Continue Reading →

Abercrombie & Rick pt. 1

Age of the Zombies.In Abercrombie & Fitch and a blunt in one palm,Weak spirits in the other on a floor I'm mopping.With a faith unseen nowadays while I graze every scene with a beat!I make with a teething mouth while boxing…Against myself with a pen and pad I crease.By the swipes of my pain across... Continue Reading →

Hot Headz

Living inside of your own head is like,Dipping your feet in a lake of fire while you watch them violently dissolve.An inevitable implosion a Hot-Head cannot prevent,Without a will to move forward instead of dwelling on a past already behind them…But,What is home if I'm not welcomed anywhere I go?The only way is up after... Continue Reading →

Clouded By Choices

I guess I've been so disappointed in myself that,I could barely face my pen and pad,With intent to heal myself from a past I've,Chosen to rewind in my mind,Until I was shown a price I was forced to pay.My voice,Along side a silent mind was the cost,So,I had to pick a different choice.Between destroying every... Continue Reading →

Air It Out

Probably not the only who wishes they had a best friend.Someone you text when you wake up rather than sitting on your bed,Vexed about it all.Someone I can call any time my mind bounces from wall to wall,In ballistic fashion.Because,I'm just worn out by emotions I wear on my sleeve,Even if they make me mad... Continue Reading →

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