Writing My Escape Route #2 – Breitling Kind of Guy

Rolex watches have never covered either of my wrists.How can one have a wrist full of gold by isolating from anything bright lingering around them with,An open flame burning beside a journal catching fire every time they're focused on a spliff they must split!From… Yet,I digress.I refuse to burden anybody with addictions everybody is sprung!Over…Throughout... Continue Reading →

Pardoned Absence (Prose)

Pardon my absence, but a break was highly necessary regarding the extremities of my depression, my longing for a different life, a different vessel without a single crack in its armor… Because, every time I feel as if I've made a break through, something wicked is slung toward my direction gluing me back to what... Continue Reading →

Blind Rage

Episodes of rage take over when sober from love.Drunk by the thought of her for so long,But,It's time to show a different me.A different flow of rhythm where I only act up on a stage for the world to see.No fear while I drop bombs from a palm deterring naysayers from my life,Praying everyone survives... Continue Reading →

Jane Isn’t So Special After All

Jane often disappears after our brief interactions.And,Anytime we do,It always hits the fan while,Blowing up in smoke… What seems like a break from absorbing her hits,Is more like an instance of burning a bridge.The more that I’m given what numbs my soul,The more I’m distant from flames that wither when you,Let go… I see poison... Continue Reading →

Embers Of Loneliness

Lost in the confines of confusion.Only question I can think of,Am I human?Remote,Yet,Internally out of control for as long as I can remember.Emotions flickering sporadically above an ember lit by the flames of my temper.And,All it did was grow.Grow until my flesh felt its burning touch,Enough for me to pop and set free an influx... Continue Reading →

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