Tooth Too Sweet

Metaphors and punchlines?You get tired of forcing them when all you can think about is your recovery from,Pain.Whether it be emotional,Physical,Or both,Pain only gets stronger the more you sugarcoat what isn't meant to be sweet.So,I've had to cut back.Cutting back on similes and such invigorating my sweet tooth before I can no longer have any... Continue Reading →

New Love

New love!Daunting on a lonely soul like mine,Along a heart shattered over ties untied,By what I promised I would not become,Over memories looped in my head of all the wrongs I've done.But,I'm just a guy trying to find himself like any other.Who wouldn't want a woman by his side to experience life's wonders with,And,Love her... Continue Reading →

Harsh Blunts

Beginnings of a poem can be hard.Especially,When all you want to do is see humanity crumble by its own karma.Humanity deserves every bit of it!,But,Who am I to open my mouth and alarm us?Too many Bel-air dreams with a will to farm a plant,Drink as many shots you can,With a pill in hand!No matter how... Continue Reading →

Wind Tunnels

A troubled mind travels through wind tunnels of angst and despair,Colder than a night below 30° without a blanket in sight.Forever cursed by idle hands refusing to write their own life story… Yet,On a search it goes!A search that won't conclude unless you face yourself along every waning goal,It promised it'd never let go of…... Continue Reading →

Scrambled Eggs, No Bacon.

Scrambled.Although I’ve escaped my shell,My emotions have been more than what I could normally handle.Being egged on by lies coercing me to shout and scream until I,Cry…How can they not be?I’d walk in a different fashion,But,I’m worn out from everyone who mocks me.Struggling to quit a habit that prompts me to pant till I pass... Continue Reading →

Pain Is Honest

Do you know why others hate it when you're too honest with your pain? Because, Most carry shame for their past while you're brave enough to face it, To able to live happily another day. So, We are forced to stand tall, Alone. Dealing with trials and tribulations with a smile we fake until we... Continue Reading →

Turn The Speakers Off

Clouded.By fear of being myself amongst demons walking in the flesh.Surrounded,By vessels emptied of their heart and soul,As I watch those akin to my blood become just like them… Would call them family,But,That would require loyalty and change at a price only God can set.Being pennywise,I only have enough for myself as man pressured by... Continue Reading →

A Giver’s Heart

Sun doesn't care about your sneakers scuffed up by long periods of poverty.Sun doesn't care if you're a thief of peace.Sun doesn't care if you're a wealthy man,Rich from beggar's change.Sun just,Doesn't care if you're the neighborhood drunk with a pocket full of rage.Sun will always beam a ray of warmth along your path,Regardless if... Continue Reading →

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