Mistakes Were Made, But…

Mistakes were made,But,I have a question.Does it mean I'm barred from repentance,A chance to be accountable and make up for my reckless nature?Or,Do I have an opportunity to escape what is destined to break first!Before it all collapses on me… A Glasshouse was never meant to stay in one piece.Each wall is transparent enough to... Continue Reading →

Truth Of Our Matters

Sorry, Not sorry, Mom. For my depression. Half of the time, I could barely feel the left side of my face whenever I think of how I was left neglected. Those moments as an adolescent, Where you could've taught me how to stick out my and chest and stand up for myself instead of, Reminding... Continue Reading →

You Ain’t A Man

"You are not a man..." The response my dad gave my Mother when told of my future plans.Never really there,Just,Plotting on making his next buck inside his trusty ole' cab.Driving throughout New York City,Stressed from all his bidding,For a woman who would rather see me dead than existing,He made sure to take a look at... Continue Reading →

Do Dreams Exist In A World Full Of Darkness?

Sometimes I look inside of my bathroom mirror,And wonder if I do look like them,The scorn and tyrant,Culprits of my inception… When I gaze upon their actions inside of my mind,I run away and immediately open my eyes… After watching belts and wires being cauterized into my skin continuously,Deprived of a much needed hug and... Continue Reading →

Lying To My Damn Self

I won't lie.I want the money to change me tonight...I won't lie.I want the money to change me tonight...Getting my weight up with pockets I fill up with dimes...I'm trying to get high and never come down while I fly.Country to country with God up above me and scry,For all of my enemies!Both of my... Continue Reading →

Haloz & Hornz

As the can opens, Devils sing and demons March. When atonement shall be sought, Rebels drink to treason wrought, By their own creators... Viscious circles sucking life out the innocent. Ways of life syphoning the energy we use to press against, A mold already hardened by the fires of hell, I, Myself, Have ignited with... Continue Reading →

Daddy

Can't believe I have all three of you kids in my waning life. A triad of purpose I look up to rather than the need to die. A trinity of hope I pray for to live better lives than I did, As I look up at the sky... And write... About how I truly love... Continue Reading →

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