How ‘Bout Some Honesty, Shall We? 1

Recently,Haven’t really been able to write.Been more focused on this feeling inside of my chest so,Daunting.Yet,I rise every morning with a mission in my mind to,Live,Even if,I would rather wither away in a grave of some sort.After all,My world tells me to die often.Besides a Mom who’d rather see me in a coffin,As I’ve been... Continue Reading →

You’re There For Strangers, Just Not Your Boyfriend.

I always wondered what it was about her,You know?How,You want up to her so easily while she was crying.Wiping off her tears while asking,“What’s wrong?”Without shaming her for it… Kind of made me cry much more than usual.Those nights where you ignored the tears falling from my cheeks while watching others dance together as if... Continue Reading →

Every Detail Counts

My sensors tripped,As I let her dip,Into thoughts I was too scared to think while I made sure to censor certain bits,But… Truthfully?I was kind of feeling the exact same way.Never really had it easy letting go of anyone who once caused me a lot of pain… Why?Who knows.I would be the wrong to ask!Since... Continue Reading →

Freewrite #17: The Secret Formula

You can search for an answer for the rest of eternity,Hurting yourself with headaches burying thee,Inside a frame of mind full of 'what if's' and regrets you're hurdling over through faith in the lord.But,Why not step back?Live life and not regret a damn thing!Nor,Question a single situation that was already meant to sink... Too many... Continue Reading →

Rain Of Terror

God is everything.And,I'm not a preacher trying to reach you.More like a teacher trying to teach youth.Really,Whomever may come across me while I seek truth... Yet,How do you obtain it?The trend most are into nowadays in,A city bound to cave in to temptations,Of raising a cup of Koolaid up to our faces,The same cup our... Continue Reading →

Livin’ In My Own World

Some stories are too good to check. Sometimes, Certain narratives sound too good to question, If it hooks you in the way it was meant to... But, How do you read in between lines that'll set you, Inside of a plot where your story ends? You, Simply don't... As an Author of a story that... Continue Reading →

Poemz In Question

Poetry isn't just about fancy prose. It's about telling the truth when it matters most. It's about burying demons underneath ink spilled. It's about being honest with one's self to be the best you can be. I don't care about the amount of metaphors or similes you're able to come up with, I just have... Continue Reading →

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