Hot Seatz

Everything comes to an end. So, I'll keep flicking my wrist. Cooking up crack on a page and passing the Tests. Of life. Presented to me by the Crest I dearly look up to... All I want is Youth to be high, On all of the warmth provided by light... How it can't ever be... Continue Reading →

Damaged Goodz

Damaged, Internally. While screaming out His name into the sky! Knowing He won't float down, From his cloud. Knowing I will never hear his voice correct my words again... But, Some way, Some how, I still feel heard. I still feel the presence of a loving man who vowed to lift me from the edge... Continue Reading →

War

Feeling lost has been a familiar feeling. So much so, Anxiety becomes inert, Even if you believe you're exhaustively reeling. Those nerves become numb the more your mind goes blank. Like pieces of paper resting soundly til they feel every scratch, From a pen your entire soul has been imprisoned in... Derivative of Sin. You'll... Continue Reading →

Author of My Own Story

Nowadays, When I wake up, I realize I can never see him again. The man who taught me what a word was any time I said, "I don't ever want to breathe nor live again..." One of three who dragged me out of an abyss so that I can repent. For the sins I've committed... Continue Reading →

Duke Nukem

Tired of drama. Sitting in silence when I just want a, Chance to breathe, Like I should be doing. Nicking apples in my garden like Patrick Ewing. Trying to keep it moving, Till I'm centered on my own block... I just want to get away and jot, A story I decide to be the Author... Continue Reading →

Disciple Of The Word

My style will leave you augmented. Off lyrics. I'm a boss livin livid,. With a coffin in the ground for any rapper with a bar trying to scrimmage. Ima ball, Leave you winded, When I cross and leave you injured. Get you clawed on the block, Like Kawhi Leonard. Call your girl up, Get her,... Continue Reading →

Virtual Tearz

I think about the time I had sent you that video. Where I cried while showing you the gift I made with my bare hands, For you, As each droplet fell. Making ripple effects within your own pool of Annoyance... And all I thought was, You made me feel like I was everything to you,... Continue Reading →

Poetry, I’m Sorry.

Poetry. I'm sorry that some taint your heartwarming palms with Deceit... Canting deceit some sugarcoat as Social Justice in order to reach a certain feat... A feat like, How many records have they sold? Or, How many hits can they make in a row? Or, How much money can they make until they lay in... Continue Reading →

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