Happy New Years! Been a rough one, hasn't it? So much hostility. Countless deaths and wretched acts of war. Hidden agendas making themselves known the more we tear down reality's fourth wall. But! We survived. Blessed I am to sit here this very moment writing out what's been tearing me apart for the past five... Continue Reading →
Crematorium
Home feels like,An ash tray where we litter our bridges lit by the embers we ignite,Whether it's the sunshine or,Mary Jane wrapped in a sheet of anger you choose to let simmer and burn her… Left in the dust!Was I,Within a home I could never call my own,As my old soul grew aware of the... Continue Reading →
Mirror Stains
Sometimes,I get so busy trying to find something,That I forget I already found something.A confusion making me sick with beliefs my inner child chooses not to believe.Like,Having no one to hold for the rest of my days,Even if it seemed as such.Until I realized what was in front of me for so long as I... Continue Reading →
Spilling One’s Gut 3 – Before The Flood Gates Open…
The only thing final is the fantasy we live in our minds.Nothing is real in a world made with every lie we've sworn by.So,I keep my head in the clouds fighting for another day before I'm caught in the same vices,Crushing my spirits and waning hopes of living strifeless.No more smoke surrounding a vessel wounded... Continue Reading →
Rhythm Of Woes
Sorry…But,Nowadays,All I can find myself saying is,How difficult I've made my own life by giving up my time to,The demons in my mind who frolic where my eyes can't see…The,Only company I've had for the last 5 years while I starve to death!For,Somebody's love… Still,Sorry that,I am not sorry for.My woeful rhythms.Flows of sound led... Continue Reading →
Spilling One’s Gut 2 – Relapse
Another morning waking up doing what I did yesterday.Taking hits enduring all the pain while I circle around till I find a better way.A renegade since day one while I penetrate a state of mind keeping me in my lesser ways.They say it's impossible!They say for me to change is improbable,By being what you've been!But,All... Continue Reading →
Spilling One’s Gut 1
Lately, I haven't been able to sit and write exactly how I've wanted to. So, I thought the only to get myself back to where I was once upon a time, I should just express how I'm feeling and what's been happening. I know the next cliché phrase or questions you'd hear is, "But, where... Continue Reading →
Numb
Numb.So numb,Even a sharp mind can't pierce through the feeling.As if I'm in need of sedatives just to close my eyes and continue dreaming.Yet,Regardless of how defeated I may seem within the crying pupils of another,I'm mastering my own principles and fighting through a set of trials God believes I'll surpass,By writing every single poem... Continue Reading →
Clouded By Choices
I guess I've been so disappointed in myself that,I could barely face my pen and pad,With intent to heal myself from a past I've,Chosen to rewind in my mind,Until I was shown a price I was forced to pay.My voice,Along side a silent mind was the cost,So,I had to pick a different choice.Between destroying every... Continue Reading →
No Longer Riddled By Choices
Change.It's what I've needed as I lost my two cents in regard to what I truly love.But, there isn't much I can do.My options?Continue forward as if I haven't been crying often or stay behind on every deadline I assign myself to produce a thought in the form of a poem until I, die.Die a... Continue Reading →