Good Mornings are foreign to me,As I rather have a good day instead of continously mourning,What I could've been.Because,God placed me here for a reason I shouldn't miss,As I hit another joint knowing every glaring risk.I guess,It's the effect of a near-death moment,Where you're all alone in,A glass house shattering on top of you.Shards of... Continue Reading →
Alone In My Coffee Shop
Carried by Winds of Grace while drizzled in Rain of Prosperity. At least, It’s how you should feel even if you’re still strutting through Earth’s soil, Wet from our blood, Sweat and tears… Have to assume there’s a reason Stars swirl all around and dance within the Space we create when closing our eyes. A... Continue Reading →