Drunk Thoughtz

*Side Note* - The poem below is a piece I wrote during a recent relapse with alcohol. I wanted to post this in light of my 3 months of sobriety as of now. Life can always change as long as you put your mind to it! Please enjoy 💜 What is this existence all for... Continue Reading →

Self Made? Never.

Being "self-made" is a dream in the eyes of an outcast. No support around, Just you, A vision and a pen along with a pad helping you endure life when it hits the fan, While conjuring the future you're so desperate to see. No friends. But, An Earth full of trees, Flowers and plants releasing... Continue Reading →

David V Goliath

Never hard deciding what's important. Porcelain thoughts only shroud what's dormant, In the middle of our minds. Light Devils are abhorring when it's time to place your demons under torment... Driven by a difference I insist to be my due dividends, I'm leaving track marks all across a road most are either soon slipping in,... Continue Reading →

Peace Of Mind

Are there any words that must be spoken during this moment of Silence? Is Peace of Mind worth breaking, Just to give a helping hand to an "angel" with horns clearly protruding their skull? Must you give up your world for another who refuses to make one for themselves and others? Who knows, But, I... Continue Reading →

Got My Spine Back (Revised)

Coming clean to my Ex about breaking our promise, In less than 24 hours? Wasn't easy as I'd hope. But, It had to be done. Especially, After months and months of feeling destroyed by the woman I loved... Desperate was I to find salvation for a heart being teared apart by the sounds of her... Continue Reading →

Hotline

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" He repeated after watching Mike Breen go 'ball'-listic while dazzled by Kawhi Leonard's last-second, game winning shot against the 7sixers in game seven of their long-ass playoff series. I mean, Hell. He did it while in a Toronto Raptors jersey (makes it more exciting on behalf of their barrage of losses throughout NBA history.)... Continue Reading →

Where Does It Begin?

Who knows where to start. That boy died the day he entered those Halls. Reborn in the arms of Angels he thought he'd never witness, Yet, In front of him were a Trinity of acceptance. A renewed hope found through a vision different from what I was presented. As an adolescent looking for a way... Continue Reading →

Movie Gangstas

Keys pressing up against my fingers. God pushing them for me when I feel like eating dinner. Y'all don't understand the kind of work I'm trying to leave on this scene of spitters... But, I'm here with another one. You're here for another gun line, When I'm crushing them. Sprinkling them inside another blunt, I... Continue Reading →

War Time

I was told, To dig through the surface, Of everyone struck by a state of Inertia, While searching for peace. And, Now I'm sold, Those people who purposely wait for a "piece", Are a burden to those who will patiently reach. For the right time and place to reap. Dreams they were blessed with to... Continue Reading →

Mr. Murda Mo’

Double barrel glocks, Propped, Under a pillow where he dreams of another shot... Shot, Shots! All over his mind from the minute that he wakes, To the minute that he drops... Number one gangsta' on his block! A top notch learning curve for pitching a rock. Dealing a heavy stock of Death for a fiend... Continue Reading →

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