Attention!

Attention is a hell of a drug!Especially after grabbing a mic around a crowd so desperate to get drunk and high.And I grew tired of it…Watching others surrounding themselves with 1800 bottles while I try to write a hot line?Has me wired in with!Who I really am,Instead of running away from my truths I once... Continue Reading →

Spirit Or Spirits

We were created without ever knowing how.A feat we will never reach no matter how deep we dig into rabbit holes overflown with doubt.Rabbit holes leading us toward truths about,Our spirit,Its entire meaning of existence,And every reason why it should be given all of the attention it may need.Eventually.Attention others fear to gift themselves in... Continue Reading →

Dr. Morgan Can’t Disinfect Bullshit

Complexities of life aren’t intimidating.I’ve only felt inundated by the lies of a scorn going through her phases.Why?It’s what happens when you love another person more than yourself in a world full of fakes with,Intentions revealed when they’re exhausted by their own front,Backed by the cries of their own “buds”,Previously mine,As well,Until I decided to... 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 →

Freewrite #24: Forsaken. So What?

Rising to higher states of mind,While walking all around a city making me lose mine. Poverty following me,Like a reaper admonishing me for demolishing each demon keeping the Former alive... Will the staircase to my ultimate success be built by bricks bulging out of my pocket?Or,The skeletons I leave behind when finally reaching the top... Continue Reading →

For My Sobriety

Nothing that you can do, About a Beast who hands you, No other choice but to hand Him bad news! A line of smoke He couldn't handle, Instead of a sig not important to a man who's, Doing everything he can surviving each shot he took reaching for a Mantle, I'm dreaming of often... Good... Continue Reading →

Nemo In Latin

Nemos. The Hood's alcoholic slushie when you want to be "throw'd." The one drink you buy any time you're money's low. The Key to a poor man's "turn up" opening doors! To a smile they've never really had before... Helps you feel like somebody when you think that you're a nobody, As you flow shots... Continue Reading →

That Toxic Ex Girlfriend

Trust me when I say I love you, Baby, Please don't cry. Had to take you out that room full of Ice! And, Show you what a different life looks like by, Letting you go... And, Watching you flow... Past, This dark place I was sinking in to... Yes, I see the tears, But, It's... Continue Reading →

Different Huez

For some reason, Things really do happen for a purpose we can't see. But it's, Still a bit funny how we can control our fate already predetermined by our actions, Typically made through our glaring sadness... But, On days like these, I feel as if I'm not... In control. Siding with demons forcing my hands... Continue Reading →

Sex & Liquor

My words are those spray-painted across train tunnels and brick walls. Carried by informal kinship to hieroglyphics written in caves hidden from plain sight, Brought to eyes just trying to find answers to simple questions in life. Why am I here?... Everyday you wake up, From a world of dreams shaping our realities, Day by... Continue Reading →

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