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 →
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 →
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 →
Is Silence The Answer?
Swollen?Or,Is it filled to the very edge,The point of inevitable implosion?My true question is,Above all else,Can it swallow Its own eruption,My voice box?Gulping down that debris and wildfire until it’s put out by the tears still held hostage?Because,A shouting match against the demons in my mind is one I can no longer afford.Because…Only God knows... Continue Reading →
Vastness of space clutters the mind.In silence.Even if Anxiety hits its boiling point,What other choice do you have,But,To patiently sit while you feel it slip away?There are no answers.Just,An ebb & flow of life we're forced to sway to.Either with a smile,Or,A frown.Whatever your dear heart may choose…
Motives For Clarity
No one told hold. No one to console in. Just, Tears the world refuses to notice...
Smiles coerced by a need for change.Although every walk is heavy with each ankle anchored by pain,Patience takes possession of each step taken forward.What other choice do I have,But,To be devoured by silence with a voice box cluttered with anger towards the man I am,This very moment?Alone,Without a shoulder to hold as I vigilantly seek... Continue Reading →
Sometimes,All I can do is sit down and stare into space with a face more blank than a canvas painters are afraid to touch.Feel pinned against a wall with a dagger as big as my list of mistakes throughout the last three years of my pathetic existence.Seemingly possessed by a vengeful spirit too exhausted to... Continue Reading →
Me, Myself & Poetry 2
No one ever wants to lay down on a cold brick,Trapped behind bars within an insane asylum fitting all the demons you can think of inside of your own head wondering,Will I ever get out?Even if you do escape for whatever reason,It’s a flashback striking your mind like night terrors in the daytime… “How did... Continue Reading →
The Only Answer
Anger can take you to the point where all you have left to do is surrender. Surrendering to the fact that you have no control over what others think of you. You get so sick of your story's narrative purposely being skewed by others who refuse to see your personal progress. Especially in a world... Continue Reading →