I find myself asking often, "What am I doing with my life?" And, I don't really know why. I'm a writer, poet. I perform as many times as I possibly can throughout the week. I have a job allowing me the free time to be myself. What do I really have to complain about? Sure,... Continue Reading →
Seduced By Pain – Day 135, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Sick and tired of,Being sick and tired.Although alcohol and weed are no longer parts of my life,I still struggle with food and lust.And,I abhore it so much more than you can ever imagine.Because,Any time I find myself free to write a poem,I get lost,Entrapped in the thought of what keeps me at my lowest.With only... Continue Reading →
Holding Hands With A Ghost – Day 120, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Blood,And,Wet lips full of sugar?Are immiscible without an emulsifier found in,Tears trickling down your cheeks while laying down,Dead inside,Confounded.Puzzled by a con you've found in a pit of darkness.Love,Vampiric in nature is nothing,But,A spectral sending chills through your bleeding vessel with each touch,As subtle as it is.Once it's unbuckled from a kiss,You're left panting,Exasperated by... Continue Reading →
Prudes Aren’t So Bad, After All – Day 103, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
A prude is what I want,Sort of.A woman who is not absorbed in thoughts,Darkened by a need to climax and froth,Over orgasms that won't last as long,As we can hold each other in the midst of a storm… I want to be engorged by her love,And,Need to hear my voice whenever she'd slip into a... Continue Reading →
Matrix Of Lust – Day 100, Never Give Up On Ypur Dreamz
Seduced by the Matrix your body jails me inside of.Your smile,Those breasts,That ass,A trinity I've been devoured by,As I wonder why,I'm the One you chose.I'm,Frozen in place.Everytime I get a whiff of your luscious scent,I quake.Tremble as my nose gets closer to your center.And,A fast I don't need to eat what you provide when your... Continue Reading →
The Masquerade Is Burning – Day 73, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
This world…So many souls hover in it while laminated by rock indestructible for most who come across it.So many hover around colder than its freezing point in an atmosphere combustible by any means necessary.A paradox,Per say.But,A paradox most are more content with than being what they were truly meant to be.Why?So much easier it is,To... Continue Reading →
Arcadez – Day 35, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Lust.What's it any good for when it all just leads to a,Bust?Heart's crushed as two course along the same lane intertwining in ways where,Bodies conjoin,But,Minds end up minced into mush.Not a single thought needs to be involved,Just,A single touch that'll make your skin crawl,From,Realizing how much of a con it all becomes… She was so,He... Continue Reading →
Medusa’s Touch – Day 1
Sex is,Just not the same as it used to be,For me,At least.Every time I think about it I feel so empty with a need to flee!From,The thought of her and what she does to me,Inside of a mind where I should find peace,Instead of countless images of Her leaving me in pieces… Does it mean... Continue Reading →
Gotta Love Getting Dingerz
One must address that dress causing stress in avenues I rarely feel pressure in.I may be a man,Yes!,But,I respect myself enough to never give in.Being a player's player,A Pimp with honeys cradled under both arms as a man seeking prayer?Is just,An equivalence to a man attempting to stand next to God as a naysayer… Yet,I'd... Continue Reading →
Sucker For Love
I still love you,Believe it or not.There are still moments I imagine kissing the softest cheeks my lips have laid upon.Your smile still glitters in my mind no matter how dark my thoughts of you become.Sure,A bit of lust may enter as I live remote from the human touch!But…You're more than that to me,Even till... Continue Reading →
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