Loud-Mouthed Rarity – Day 101, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Silence feels like a rarity,Nowadays,Doesn't it?As if sitting with your thoughts is a reason to discard humanity.Viewed as a punishment compared to finding solace in a covenant of vanity,Formed by a group of individuals who couldn't play their cards right even with a hand in each,Kind of pocket you can think of,As a joker glossing... 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 →

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