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Depression is,Waking up at 5 in the morning while staring at your cell phone screen just.Confused.Depression is,Having a moment of laughter,Immediately stopping after taking notice because you feel like you,Don't deserve it.Depression is,Feeling like you're drowning above sea level while inhaling your breath deeper than the love you have for your current self.Depression is just,Virtually... Continue Reading →

Deep Rest

I feel it in my bones.Tirelessness,Wired in with,An ache pulsating all across a body desiring bliss.My version of it?A moment to write verses and shit.Holding a mic,Serving a bitch,Many rhymes I’ve worded to fit,Inside of a mind I’ve noticed has flipped,Upside down… Hollowed out from each pump held by those akin,For weening off of every... Continue Reading →

Solitude By Choice

To be be given solitude during a period where your ailing heart needs an escape? A blessing in disguise bedazzled with our tears, frozen into ice chained to our necks and wrists in respect to whatever our personal mission is. After all, freedom is just a figment in our imagination involuntarily engineered ever since man... Continue Reading →

Freewrite #35: Already Isolated (Pt. 1)

Being distant was already a quality in some of us way before any pandemic.Being home every day,From day to night,Whether dark or light,Is what broken hearts already do!And,They’re as common as,The next lie America knows!You will believe,While you label it “true”… With so many realities unable to be faced,I see why so many wear a... Continue Reading →

No Thinking

I don't want to want to think. Worry. Stress. But, how's it possible to do so with so much pressure life mounts on your shoulders? When will I meet the changed man I attempt to materialize right in front of my very own eyes each second passing by? That man, patient when reaching for his... Continue Reading →

Isolated Incident

Been so mad at women nowadays, But, It's time to understand why. By rewinding back time a little bit and shine light at who I once thought of as divine. The one who had my heart for 5 years without a doubt until my very own eyes, Became more moist every moment I wrote a... Continue Reading →

Duke Nukem

Tired of drama. Sitting in silence when I just want a, Chance to breathe, Like I should be doing. Nicking apples in my garden like Patrick Ewing. Trying to keep it moving, Till I'm centered on my own block... I just want to get away and jot, A story I decide to be the Author... Continue Reading →

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