Silent Spaces – Day 59, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

So silent.The only thing audible are the lights that stay on,Out of my control.Nothing can be heard beyond the entryway.Soundproof.Just what a poet desires… The bittersweet sounds of nothingness combined with each cry from my inner-child is,Something to behold.A joyous occasion experienced once in a blue moon,For a soul searching for,Space… Space from a world... Continue Reading →

The Pot Is Boiling – Day 2, Again

Irresponsible beyond belief I have been,Knowing how others admired my clarity.I thought I could roll a joint from time to time,As I unwind with a certified dyme!But,I've paid the price for many tragedies… Glass homes shattering as I lay beneath it's roof collapsing!From every cry for help I've shouted,For hours,Each passing night.Losing hold of a... Continue Reading →

Dead In Your Eyes

Stars twinkle emphatically the darker it gets,Glowing mightily in response to your signals of distress.Their sounds of silence speak louder than thoughts disturbed by past trauma I still cry over!But…My cheeks still refuse to grin in light of Breath,Flowing through my body as I'm knocked to ground,Face down,While cushioned by a chest I believed to... Continue Reading →

My Little, Big Petri Dish

Blood, water, and bacteria amongst many other elements you can think of, we're made up of it. Doesn't matter how you slice and place it within a petri dish we're forced to call Earth, Home, however you want to address this ball of dirt we just happen to be on. And, as much attention I... Continue Reading →

Pardoned Absence (Prose)

Pardon my absence, but a break was highly necessary regarding the extremities of my depression, my longing for a different life, a different vessel without a single crack in its armor… Because, every time I feel as if I've made a break through, something wicked is slung toward my direction gluing me back to what... Continue Reading →

Burnt Toast

A miasma of deceit pervaded my mind as soon as she spoke.Yet,Who am I to question where and who I chose to spend the night with.Even if she were with someone else prior to our meeting,I was captivated by the way her words flowed as I stood silent.Just,Listening to what she had to say as... Continue Reading →

The Boogeyman Is Tired

Quiet and observant!Is how one must be when you’re anything like me.Because,When you’re a man as lonely as I’ve been,Not only are you silenced,But!Deleted from society and its “toxic” environment,Where most spearhead a protest against those too vibrant!And,Alive in a city dead of hopes and dreams,Replaced by hope in dope and creeds misleading anyone with... Continue Reading →

Create a website or blog at WordPress.com

Up ↑

Design a site like this with WordPress.com
Get started