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 →

Lonely Excursionz

In a journey where you may appear alone, you'll learn the true intentions of people, what people have used you for. And, how love and forgiveness is the only solution in a world divided by glaring deceit only seen when one decides to see it... Having no one at all to fall back on for... Continue Reading →

Ugly Duckling

I see her smile rise from cheek to cheek and think of how distinct I am from the world around me... How I've always been a geek, Yet, Addicted to the street. Never any time to focus on my own smile to attract my "well-deserved" queen... Or, Do I even deserve one? With the surplus... Continue Reading →

Toolz Of Success

New year, Same attitude when I'm flowing to a rhythm while I'm trying to reach a higher altitude, Through a new groove. Crude fears, I'm eliminating with a few new tools... Acceptance. Of a home littered by hateful messages and disgraceful sedatives. Of those bitter over graceful sentiments I've chosen over distasteful eminence. Why sit... Continue Reading →

Density

Dense. My mind feels as dense as Earth itself. Worrying about everything else around me, I forget about myself... Forever on a journey to reclaim what once made me happy... Or, Did I come across it, And leave it under dust as it rests on top of a shelf, I became exhausted looking at?...

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 →

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