Lately, It's been hard to write anything. Overthinking till my mind overflows with a sea of memories I drown into, Fatally. Because, A piece of me dies each time I dip my feet inside of it. A sea colder than the heart of a mother who gave up on her son too early despite of... Continue Reading →
Dreamin’ On Snake Way
Rest.It slips away from your mind when you're addicted while lonely and stressed.No longer is it in your grasp until you let go of what burns in your soul to no end.Crisped insidiously by a joint lit by the pain in my chest!But,It's time for a new story to be authored while repenting for each... Continue Reading →
The Old Me Again – Freewrite #40
All I can be is grateful for waking up and being given another chance to find myself and be who I truly am, whoever that is. Because, no matter of what I think and do, whoever I’ve become today is a person no one wants to deal with at any level in their lives… Being... Continue Reading →
Banana Peelz
I want to be better than I’ve ever been.And,Every time I smoke I’m fallen after taking every hit.Boxed in by a sedative alleviating nothing but my readiness,To burn a bridge only leading me into a Hell I’m in.Meant for a soul dead of any light no matter where you look inside of itDespite of its... Continue Reading →
Bed Of Bones
Authenticity in a city all about broadway?As rare as love for a man deleted from a world grown wicked.As rare as a hug for a man of action rather than an act unsuitable for his true character.As rare as forgiveness from any!For a man who seeks repentance others fear to undergo.But,Why?A question I quit asking... Continue Reading →
Plastic World
Nothing really matters anymore,In a City war-torn from all the trauma it doesn’t want to deal with anymore.So,When I walk down the block on Broadway,For some Chicharron you can see at Mambi’s cooking all day,I shake my head at everybody putting up an act,After being called to “action”… But,I don’t want to waste my mother... Continue Reading →
Modern Day Hancock
Debilitating. To walk outside with a fistful of frustration punching against the walls of your chest. To be amongst other souls who deny your light while labeling it dim, When really, It's darkness protruding through your pours attempting to devour every glimmer of hope. Because, I don't want to feel this crippling anxiety, Yet, It's... Continue Reading →
Freewrite #35: Will Be Saved, Someday.
Who knows why I’m typing all of these letters down this exact moment. All that’s known by a heart caved in by deceit and endless hits of weed smoke is, that it doesn’t want to die, even if it seems to reach a flatline closer as the days pass by… And, Goku along with poetry... 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 →
The Hustle
Cocaine dreams.138th and cypress Ave.Where I learned my numbers,Colors and alphabets.MS-13s,BloodsCrips,Blues,Red… A bull,I was turned into.By minority tendencies.It's all I saw growing up,Only had I to fend for me…In the streets…Of NYC… Can't be taken out,Deceased,Ceased by the gun,Played by the one,Hollow tip out to pierce an empty soul.How ironic would that be? But,I just... Continue Reading →