Freewrite #19: Stuck In The Box

His voice?Repugnant to the Ears of a Scorn who gave Him life,For reasons unbeknownst to His curious mind.Reasons His heart can care less about ever recognizing through the fog of smoke coming from her lips any time He yearned for her love... Still.He kept on singing,Lacing words together in a rhythm her eardrums could never... Continue Reading →

Freewrite #11: Happy To Be Cursed!

Some mornings don't call for you to sit and conjure rhymes,Coming from the darkest corners of my mind.But,It's a rhythm insisted upon me to rekindle a vision I lost deep inside of an Abyss,I was formerly accustomed to...It's a curse that I'm happy to be gifted.Writing a line,Lining my intentions!With what I'm supposed to Be...A... Continue Reading →

Freewrite #1: Fidgeting For Freedom

X-rays buzzing all morning can make you nervous.Because,I don't think a machine can ever catch what's really broken no matter what bone is hurting!But,Still I wait,Patiently.For my turn in a lobby where most are seen fidgeting for freedom we can have with our vacancy… But,It isn't that simple,Isn't it?As easy as it is to exit... Continue Reading →

Side Eyez

Supercilious side-eyes are given towards my person throughout the city. I do not know why, But I digress... Because, aren't we all bags of flesh carrying scars we decide to show only when someone has a hand inside? Intransigent I become when it feels as if I'm preyed upon by decrepit souls worn out by... Continue Reading →

Fork Road

Going straight? There arent any shortcuts. When you get to that lobby, There's a receptionist, Along with security invested in disallowing anyone that isn't for them. Yes! How lovely it'll be, To barge in and claim to be the owner of an Industry, You have no credentials in regardless of your countless years of independent... Continue Reading →

Scattered Brainz

Thoughts scattered all around the place, Puzzled. Pieces of my freedom spread out on a sidewalk while thrashed on a curb. My weary feet soaking in the sting from hot concrete after a day's exhaustion from work... A place to sleep? Now, Lies within a dream. From the lies that were on repeat. From those... Continue Reading →

Mr. Murda Mo’

Double barrel glocks, Propped, Under a pillow where he dreams of another shot... Shot, Shots! All over his mind from the minute that he wakes, To the minute that he drops... Number one gangsta' on his block! A top notch learning curve for pitching a rock. Dealing a heavy stock of Death for a fiend... Continue Reading →

American Firez

In Jay's written testimony, It reads he's held down by the gravity of his pen. Well, I can relate, As I vent... Allocating all of my memories, It piles, Weighing me down, Like, Never before. Yet, Ridding me of all of my demons that were bobbing and weaving every shot I was heaving, Until I... Continue Reading →

Thirsty 4 Love

Life replenishes when you feed it what it needs to keep on breathing. But, Sometimes, What we need is stuck in the Unknown. A corner of your mind storing amenities away from your conscious eyes. And, Questions arise. Like, What does my heart actually want? Will I ever know what it's like to be happy?... Continue Reading →

Create a website or blog at WordPress.com

Up ↑

Create your website with WordPress.com
Get started