Artificial Flavors On A Plate Of Gold – Day 117, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Food for thought,Nowadays,Is artificial.Ideas refined by a process of elimination:Abandoning what makes us human.Intelligence automated by a vicious cycle of repetition.Robotic in our movement towards salvation.A salvation we'll never reach through a diet of lies most are forced to consume.But,Why do we continue our walk towards darkness?Where truth cannot be seen for miles,And,Miles on end?Are... Continue Reading →

An Odd Bawl – Day 81, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

An oddball,Thrown against a wall often.Forced to feel the cracks,Until my skin was pried open.But,Every scar you see is a painting made by God,For you to witness and be inspired,By pain we all suffer regardless if we desire to,Or not… I'm okay with that,I accept it.As you should as well,Instead of,Leaning over wishing wells,Throwing pennies... Continue Reading →

Sweet Tooth

Delusions of grandeur is something I promise myself to never fall back into regardless of where my life stands at any period in time. It's something I hope never poisons the heart of anyone with intentions to love others around them even when it stings most. Because, with how much darkness every ounce of delusion... Continue Reading →

Clearing Out The Smoke

Hazy vision.Dazed and confused from each hit of cannabis in thought of my wrongfully made decisions.It's what I get for choosing fake friends while chasing after a distant ex,Sealing windows of opportunities concealing faith once filling up my chest… It's about time I lace up and get it back,Instead of laced bud in dirty bags,Only... Continue Reading →

Reflectionz

A new chapter begins when the page is turned.What was read before?No longer in view,Just,A new memory to burn... And yes!You can turn back if you choose to,Reflect on every single detail commencing the "Boo Hoo's!"Or,Shovel your way through to the next plot.Dig through it until you strike gold,And,Continue on to the next stop while... Continue Reading →

I’m Sorry, Love

Poetry, I'm sorry that some taint your heartwarming palms with Deceit... Canting deceit some sugarcoat as Social Justice in order to reach a certain feat... A feat like, How many records have they sold? Or, How many hits can they make in a row? Or, How much money can they make until they lay in... Continue Reading →

Silence.

At times, There are no words. Maybe a grin. Hints of laughter. But, Not a single wave of sound, Crashing through your ocean of tears. Silence is golden...

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