Death To Rest

Ever been so, Tired? Just, Completely exhausted to the point where nothing matters, But, Those few moments of peace. Riiiiight, Before you go to sleep?... So daunting, Isn't it? Especially, When you have a vision you're dying to birth, Before Death decides to kick in and put an end to your verse... Still. It feels... Continue Reading →

The Kid Who Found A Magic Pen

That's why I picked up a pen, To right my wrongs, And repent for all, The things I've done to myself and the one I've bawled over. For so many nights. Courting accountability as I should've in the first place while sober... There is power in being an Author. Knowing how to solder words together,... Continue Reading →

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