Who am I to ever feel suicidal as I live a life I have dared not to live?Who am I to cry the Lord's name for my salvation when,I have been way too selfish and ungrateful to give?Just,A nobody with a dream I stopped cultivating with pure love when love became lost for me!A leech... Continue Reading →
Always Did, Always Will
"What worked yesterday won't work today,"Is what is said,But,Do I believe it?Not the slightest.Because,When I read my bit of history throughout this turbulent week of mine,I notice one similarity in every single timeline I've bothered to explore.How the lord has worked his magic ever since the beginning of time was simply,Born.One soul saved after the... Continue Reading →
To Whom I May Marry One Day
She speaks in Poetry,Coercing me to smile often…A grin I've left in a coffin,While I rest,Every night,Hoping God would defrost this…Ice block he placed exactly where my heart is… Numb to Emotion,I've been,As I lie in another's deceit.But,She makes me feel again,When she recommends,My hands to wrap around her waist and release,All the tension that's... Continue Reading →
Loving Architect
Your architectural mind often wanders like mine.I get it,You like to venture through the universe you've created with the life you were given.Living a reality where the outside world rejects people radiating our kind of energy,How can you not hide within the confines of a place you've built to keep safe from enemies,Popping up from... Continue Reading →
Pardoned Absence (Prose)
Pardon my absence, but a break was highly necessary regarding the extremities of my depression, my longing for a different life, a different vessel without a single crack in its armor… Because, every time I feel as if I've made a break through, something wicked is slung toward my direction gluing me back to what... Continue Reading →
Too Late! Or, Is It Really? (Prose)
Too late! What does that mean, really? In a life where we have the ability to change regardless of the odds, is it ever really too late to climb back up from the fate of damnation? The only judicious reasoning I can muster for anyone's opportunity at redemption is, death. What can one possibly do... Continue Reading →
To Rise Again
I must accept it because it's what God wants.I want to be a baller,A player,But,That wasn't God's call.I tried to hang it up!But,God looked at me and said,"You will not fall!"Any longer…
Bittersweet Candy – Freewrite #42
Waking up everyday knowing that no one will ever just, say Hi, is probably the toughest reality to wake up to. From what I've seen, rich or poor, Loneliness is powerful enough to devour your entire soul, spitting it back out onto concrete where the sun shines the brightest. A beast I've known too well,... Continue Reading →
Mary Jane Who? (Repost)
Smoking weed isn’t as special as others make it seem like. After a while you’ll find yourself asking, “Can’t I be doing something better for myself right now?” Usually where I end up at the end up like this moment finishing my first blunt of the day. Feels like my personal demons manifested in the... Continue Reading →
A Look Back At The Boogie Down
Jobs are hard to stay consistent with, at least for me. If there is no purpose my soul can find within any kind of structure of work, then by God will I rebuke it to the hottest flame Hell has to offer. But, as a top flight security guard in the boogie down, South Bronx,... Continue Reading →