The Dragon's smile.So sly and confounding.Is it a grin?Or,Is it preparing itself for a blast of fire,Seeking to char the momentum of joy you refuse to slow down?Setting ablaze each festivity had celebrating life and,Every way you continue to grasp it.Is it contentment with its flaming eyes,Or,Pandemonium designed to melt away the glass home where... Continue Reading →
The Masquerade Is Burning – Day 73, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
This world…So many souls hover in it while laminated by rock indestructible for most who come across it.So many hover around colder than its freezing point in an atmosphere combustible by any means necessary.A paradox,Per say.But,A paradox most are more content with than being what they were truly meant to be.Why?So much easier it is,To... Continue Reading →
Assimilating Into The Hour Glass – Day 61, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Past,Present,Future,How does it all work?How do they all intertwine?The wounds interwoven with a stitch received in each phase of time.If you ask me,We're all grains of sand,Within an hour glass,Being squeezed through the middle of what lies,Between a top and bottom assimilating into what the other was when the script of our life,Is flipped in... Continue Reading →
Becareful Not To Catch Fire – Day 54, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Where do I belong?…Is a question all billions of people ask at some point in their lives.And,Some are blessed to stumble upon a correct answer… Most of us,However,Are too unfortunate to come across the right one.The definitive rebuttal to the voice in our minds doubting our need to be ourselves… Why is that?Why are the... Continue Reading →
A Three-Piece I’m Not Hungry For – Day 28, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Ties,Ties,Ties!They just don't suit me right.Feels more like,A noose choking to death,The kind of tranquil man I yearn to become in a world ran by financial success and duress,And…A suit is not part of who I am,Nor ever will it be for as long as I hold a journal and a pen… It's the only... 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 →
How Many Plates Are Too Many? – Day 13, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
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 →
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 →
Zig-Zagging Through The Smoke!
Forgotten for the last decade,Unless I had poem in my pocket to pull out.Regardless of where I was in the city,A flock of other people chose to flap their wings with me,Until my flight became turbulent,Zig-zagging back and forth while crashing with blunt force into earth again.And again,And again,Each time a joint is lit by... Continue Reading →
Molotovz
Only two more days,And…I feel as if I'm holding on for dear life.Startled,Of all things,But…I only have one goal in sight… Sobriety.So elusive,Yet,So close to me everywhere I go as long as I choose to,Lose it.Dispose of it instead of using it,For managing a Molotov of emotions by setting on fire with every flick of... Continue Reading →