Freewrite #28: Who Am I, Really?

A writer and a rider,As well as a lifer.Living life through a sentence formulated into bars I stand behind of.It's all I've had while imprisoned for being myself in a world full of lies,But,It's what makes me happy!Makes me feel whole.Gave me a reason to live while everybody ditched me for being bold!And,Sticking to the... Continue Reading →

Happy Poemz

Why's it so difficult to just write a happy poem? Not one involving my tears this very moment? Who cares if I'm crying behind a curtain, No matter how much I'm hurting! I just want to soak in. A smile through a line I pray becomes true when I'm done atoning for my misdeeds... Who... Continue Reading →

In Piecez

Sometimes, All you can do is talk into a page. To feel some sort of life surge through your numb chest. Because, Being alone for so long can scar your Mind. Tricking yourself to despise the human touch, For reasons distracting you from every wrong you must confront. Until, You get home after walking off... Continue Reading →

Goody Two-Shoes

For so long, I've spoken with Devils while sleeping with angels. Listening to Bone Thugs, Sitting in my crib while crushing some bud, As I crashed into my bed through a funk feeling fatal. Slowed down by the tone of a Monster trying to cradle, His own sanity! As close as it can, While I... 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 →

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