A Nap As Rare As Mary’s Love – Day 102, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz (In Progress)

What must I do to get the sleep I need?I concede.To the battle I fight in a loose-leaf,While I turn the page to a life I was given so rudely… Birthed through my mother's denial of my existence.A child without any expectation to make it through unless I listened,To a way of being that would... Continue Reading →

Doctored Doom, Day 5

An escape is what I've needed.Not another joint full of weed leading,To a high so egregious,As I would rather lay low and carry on defeating!Every nagging thought keeping me away from what I truly love… Poetry,A pen and pad along side a good reason.To never give up on myself instead of listening to demons hoping... Continue Reading →

Revolving Axis – Day 4 Of A True Journey, Truly

Revolutions!Never will be televised for the useless.Nonviable for eyes peeking out blinds,As it all occurs in the inside by,Putting down what you've been abusing,While you lay beside a mound of ash to prove it… Dubious Life is,For a monster stuck within another's pocket,With only one option!A game of peek-a-boo for a temporary view of a... Continue Reading →

Enough Is Enough – Freewrite #51

Exhausted. Tired. fatigued. Depleted. Empty. However you want to put it, there aren't any words out there to describe how bone-weary you'll get by endlessly dwelling on mistakes you can't rewind and undo. Once it's done, whatever it is, it's final. What's done is forever stamped into history books only your inner child can read... Continue Reading →

The Bill Of Love – No More Chemtrails pt. 3

Divine interventions illuminated truths I thought would never be.Like,Family broken by vice and dark synergies.Sitting alone in a room knowing I'm hated while sifting through memories,I'm begging to black out… But,It never works.You know…Rolling blunts,Floating up on a cloud!Trying to get away from demons following your path every you go…Just for it to fade!While you... Continue Reading →

T.K.O.

Dying isn't easy because,You have to remain silent within a grave.Gravel?The blindfold from sun rays revealing a hideous face,Worn to the point of no return while gazing into limbo.From a window fogging up by blunts of endo as I get low…Like,The window next to me that's been closed…But I,Understand how it's my consequence for snooping... Continue Reading →

Create a website or blog at WordPress.com

Up ↑

Design a site like this with WordPress.com
Get started