Toolz Of Success

New year, Same attitude when I'm flowing to a rhythm while I'm trying to reach a higher altitude, Through a new groove. Crude fears, I'm eliminating with a few new tools... Acceptance. Of a home littered by hateful messages and disgraceful sedatives. Of those bitter over graceful sentiments I've chosen over distasteful eminence. Why sit... Continue Reading →

Density

Dense. My mind feels as dense as Earth itself. Worrying about everything else around me, I forget about myself... Forever on a journey to reclaim what once made me happy... Or, Did I come across it, And leave it under dust as it rests on top of a shelf, I became exhausted looking at?...

That Toxic Ex Girlfriend

Trust me when I say I love you, Baby, Please don't cry. Had to take you out that room full of Ice! And, Show you what a different life looks like by, Letting you go... And, Watching you flow... Past, This dark place I was sinking in to... Yes, I see the tears, But, It's... Continue Reading →

Different Huez

For some reason, Things really do happen for a purpose we can't see. But it's, Still a bit funny how we can control our fate already predetermined by our actions, Typically made through our glaring sadness... But, On days like these, I feel as if I'm not... In control. Siding with demons forcing my hands... Continue Reading →

Amour Bon Gre

Relationships, At times, Are just a headache. I don't want to sit, Face to face and explain my set ways as segue for her to decide if I am one she'll let stay. I don't want to sit and have fits with a woman who'd wear out the person I am, Hoping I'd change and... Continue Reading →

Bernardo’s Vision

He woke up one day, Fed up with boredom. Although Sunshine coats his face with warmth as he lays, Cold, Next to the sill of his window of opportunity, He wore clumps of Anger on both sleeves in such mean fashion... "I hate people and the world, I have had it! Politics are garbage, Along... Continue Reading →

Merriment Of Peace

You know you've been working hard when you come back home with a hole inside one of your favorite pair of sneakers. The only pair that was left unscathed until they had to be worn. No other choice but to be strapped on my feet during a time of mental warfare. Mental warfare my demons... Continue Reading →

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