A "normie,"A clown,And,A gay girl walk into a bar.The clown,Along the gay girl sat away from the normie who would rather sit alone while writing a bar.Both were examining his posture,His choice of apparel,And,Were appalled.How he didn't look like they did without being close-minded to what differed from the law,Of a land he never thought... Continue Reading →
Time To Go Shopping! – Day 233, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
"Get ready,We're going to the supermarket."What an adventure for a child anytime Mom would announce the next haul of necessaties,Potential goodies for us to indulge on if well-behaved.Missing out on a chance to hop on a shopping cart was equal to attending classes on a hot,Summer day.Being buried in groceries was better than staying home... Continue Reading →
Urn Your Way Out – Day 232, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
This isn't a poem,Nor prose,Nor a monologue,But,A warning.A warning about how good drugs,Of any kind,Make you feel.How downers will lift you up from the sky,Just to drop you deeper into that pool of regret you've decided to swim in.How uppers will force you to crash into the ground,Like molten-red meteors blazing its way into soil... Continue Reading →
How Bad Can Less Pain Be? – Day 228, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
My foot isn't in searing pain,The same way God has ordained my body to feel.How?I have no idea.My habits have been quite the same,With a small change here and there while I read a,Story I wish I were living along a sweet cup,Of lies I've been drinking anytime I need a,Break from reality...But,Who am I... Continue Reading →
Clear Waters – Day 227, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Let go,Let go,Let go...Why must I do so?Why can't I have one bodily desire that doesn't equate to fool's gold?Desires that wouldn't blind my eyes from the value love brings,Till I'm too broken to pay for sins more than a few know?All I want is a one night stand,Some booze,And,A few rolls of weed until... Continue Reading →
Dancing With Silhouettes – Day 220, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
The way she grabs hold of my palm when something's wrong is like,An anti-inflammatory.My eyes keep away from swelling as I get my hands deep into allegories,When writing poems for a heart caved in over stories,Of a boy who knows nothing else besides a smile,And,An aching chest where He,My inner child lays regardless of any... Continue Reading →
An Unconditional Love – Day 213, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Maybe,I don't know myself enough,After all.Everytime I get a bit of free time,I find myself plastered on to a wall!Trying to decide what to do,Where to go,And,Why?Without a reason ever coming to my mind…But,Here I am!Walking down the Lower East Side,Until I'm flattened by upsetting thoughts I couldn't iron out with my,Self.My inner-child hanging on... Continue Reading →
My First Aid – Day 185, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Every poem is a bandaid placed on a wound until it heals.Blood drips,And drips,On a page onto the next until the stains disappear in what I call a field,Of dreams,Our souls manifest against all odds.To be a poet means,To put an end to your facade,And,Face everything that makes you cry.Until you smile internally,Externally.Excavating every ounce... Continue Reading →
Warzone’s Horizon – Day 92, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
What am I doing?I have no idea.I'm just another human,Dripping fluids,From the corners of my eyes during nights where I feel useless.Like,Right about now… Where's my shoulder to lean on?Why is this boulder so freakishly strong?Why couldn't I have been mightier than I am now,Instead of feeling what I'm feeling while I'm dealing with these... Continue Reading →