Flimsy.Ripping at the slightest tension.Such weak garbage bags I keep for baggage I carry,As heavy as each rejection I've suffered,Been blessed with,However I feel during the moment.It's why I change them as fast as I can,Before debris scatters all over my floor,Out of my control.Kind of like,My emotions encountering a new palm I grab,With a... Continue Reading →
Shady Beginnings – Day 211, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz (In Progress)
Where do we begin in a story we were forced to write,For better,Or,For worse?A story with an ending we may,Or,May not see.I guess,We begin where it hurt us most.
Bloody Cloth Of A Ghost – Day 208, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
A ghost town full of what seems to be apparitions trapped in a vessel they despise.Pounding in both ears is a silence arising while I stare into their eyes as,I steer clear from saying a word.I try to wave and say hi,But,What I get back is a stare more hypnotizing than death's,Yet,I shrug it off... Continue Reading →
Bob Ross Couldn’t Paint This – Day 205, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Lust is plastered onto each wall in my head like,The ugliest exhibit in a museum in which you have no say in it's removal.There for your viewing everytime you wander by the most curious isles of your delicate mind.All you can do is zoom through the echoes of failed intimacies,You feel doomed to repeat,Amongst your... Continue Reading →
Gimme’ Some Sugar! – Day 202, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Granules from a bittersweet reality sprinkle onto a smile I don't ever want to lose.But,As I sweat,From walking miles on end,I'm always tempted to lick the corner of my lips,While left sour-faced by the taste of each sip,Of my own failures…Still,Sources of water are scarce for a martyr.A loner.A man with no other choice,But,To walk... Continue Reading →
An Apple No One Would Eat – Day 195, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Loneliness.I'm attached to it the same way an apple is attached to the branch of a tree.Deeply rooted in soil as dead as the inner-child left dangling inside of me.Yet,Still.I'm watered by an entity I can't see.All I see is darkness while wobbling to its breath every time It breathes.In,And,Out,Until I fall off and roll... Continue Reading →
Fluorescent Sights – Day 148, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz (In Progress)
Conscious.Aware.Maybe a bit too often.But,It's not as bad as I make it out to be.As lonely as it gets,In a world more than half asleep,Moving to a beatI want to see every sliver of gloom laid in front of me,And,Tune out what darkens the luminescence radiating from my beating heart…
Casualties Of War – Day 138, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
I've conceded to the pleasures of being alone.In my own bubble making sure no one pops it.But,There's one thing left for me to do.One last mission for me to accomplish:Conquering my demons once and for all.Every tantalizing sin devouring my sanity as soon as I wake up from a nightmare imbuing my forehead in sweat... Continue Reading →
A Night Without Spiced Rum – Day 99, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Her response was pithy as I declined her offer.How I was simply a coward for not swapping fluids,Lip to lip,Tongue to tongue,As my intentions were softer than she'd realized.Hard for her body I wasn't,More so curious for her insights,On life,Instead of intertwining beneath bedsheets I still need time to fix.But,I must admit.My spine was as... Continue Reading →
Warzone’s Horizon – Day 92, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
What am I doing?I have no idea.I'm just another human,Dripping fluids,From the corners of my eyes during nights where I feel useless.Like,Right about now… Where's my shoulder to lean on?Why is this boulder so freakishly strong?Why couldn't I have been mightier than I am now,Instead of feeling what I'm feeling while I'm dealing with these... Continue Reading →