Love Enough To Be Let Go – Day 45, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

On most nights,I don't believe I will ever be loved,Again.Difficult it is to think as I live my life through a journal and a pen.It's a hard-knock life I don't regret.After all,It's the only thing I know how to do while I flow from a chest,Inflated by hope while exhaling my sins… I'm not perfect.Like... Continue Reading →

A Vigilante Reborn

A vigilante I became when teetering on the precipice of death.When surrounded by lawlessness,I've gone on a quest to enforce it regardless of what is said.About a warrior born within a soul withering from cowardice put to rest,The second I realized how,Alone I was in a room full of mortals I saw as mere pantomimes…... Continue Reading →

Riptides… Day 4

Twenty days without smoking Mary Jane. What an accomplishment for a man like me who couldn't stop smoking until a tragedy happened. But, at this point, I'm just confused. So, so confused as to how I'm supposed to be living my life. Friends? I would love some. Family? I already have, but I feel like... Continue Reading →

Just A Messenger – Day 3

At this point,I know I'll never find love again.I mean,I'm boring with a tendency to repent for my sins after gaining some sense,On what's more important in life.And,Most women I've encountered aren't into that… Especially,If you're a broken man!Like me.With zero dollars in a bank account to seize.Living with family that aren't family to me... Continue Reading →

Sweaty Palms

Maybe,My palms are hesitant to write every single day because,I fear my true feelings will keep driving others away like they've already done.So,Each time I sit up trying to encourage myself to write a poem,I just,Lay broken.Soaking my spirit in tears from not doing what my heart truly wants to do.And that's just…Sitting in silence.With... Continue Reading →

Disappearance

Nobody loves me,But,I'm okay with knowing that.Because,God seems present in my life while gifting me a pen and pad.A pen and pad I could talk to any time I feel sad.A place where I could be honest.A place where I can admit how I want to die and get off this,Earth that doesn't feel like... Continue Reading →

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