"Somewhere in the world,There's at least one person who doesn't know they'll have one less finger by the end of the weekend!"Is what I read on a post made on social media,Rising up my level of anticipation for this year's July fourth festivities.Not for the potential loss of a knuckle,Or,Two,But,For brighter lights I haven't seen... Continue Reading →
Papier-Mâchéd Love – Day 226, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Papier-mâchéd love without being folded properly.Each crease mistaken for the right path visible for the entire world to witness.Unless a change is made,The old discarded for what's new and improved,We'll never be a sight-for-sore eyes to stare into,For comfort we've never been able to find in each other's presence.You've never wanted me,But,I've wanted you,Yet,I work... Continue Reading →
Maybe, You’re Not Hearing Things – Day 143, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
What if you're not crazy?What if you are hearing those voices exactly how your mind interprets them to be?What if that laughter piercing through your eardrums isn't as jovial as you believed,Far from any kind of unison with yours? What then?Do you proceed to spark war between yourself and others you want to love?Or,Do you... Continue Reading →
Mirrored Caricatures – Day 62, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
A caricature my beloveds' memory of myself it became.But,Jokes on them since I laugh at myself,Anyway.I tend to believe if you can't giggle at yourself,A part of you is dead inside,In need of revival… Nobody's perfect.As cliché as it is,Nobody's certain!Of themselves completely.We,Stumble at times.We,Crumble and cry.Sometimes,We just need a big ole' humble pie!Our faces... Continue Reading →
Adhesives Stick
Acid tears keep dripping as she refutes wiping them away.While her lips flap in laughter,Mine are sealed by common adhesives we all call,Pain…Worst of all,I've wanted to die for so long,And…No one sees me as a soul worthy enough to,Save…Neither do I,So,Why should they?…
Belly Growlz – Freewrite #48
Beginnings we desire are always the hardest. Way more difficult they are than the ending our gut desires us to write and the Beginning it knows we have to write. But, the, heart? Nope. If anything it'll convince you to run away from your current circumstances and drown within murky waters of passivity. After all,... Continue Reading →
The Next Chapter
Chapters close right after you open a new one.A message found within every breath taken as you run,Your fingers through a page,Till you finish that one line coercing your heart to race,Without a ribbon in sight to break!Nor receive.Our prize being a sense of joy I often do not see,As soon as I step out... Continue Reading →
Miasmata
Their mouths were tainted by miasmata I vow to kill,Miasmata with no ability to sicken my vessel protected by God's Will.How?A question I cannot answer until…I rid myself of my own…Because,Weed smoke still subjugates my train of thought even if it is of a different kind,The kind that Mary Jane provides when you're lonely during... Continue Reading →
Torrential Thoughts
What is life anymore?Is it a course of torment for the souls who mourn rest for most of their weary days?Or,Is there something at the end of our tunnels,Virtually endless,As we crawl on bleeding knees while laughed at for,Cringing in pain...Too hard to tell nowadays...
Karmic Thoughts
The laughter you experience after an angry act of revenge,Is the devil laughing in your face over the punishment you will receive.Karma doesn't forget anyone…
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