Pockets Full Of Nickels

Freedom! Is all I’ve desired during this period of hysteria. After all, who isn’t tired of an epoch riddled by ignorance and deceit while snakes dressed in a suit & tie poison the masses with fear? After such vexatious warnings of a “dark” winter ahead of those who refuse to litter their bloodstreams with heinous... Continue Reading →

Finding My Way…

Moments like these,It's cool to isolate.Disappear when no one really likes you anyway.Rather observe the world for what it is,While reconnecting with,Your true self.That version of your character kept in a flaming gaol of hell,Where your worst memories burn away every smile you attempt to rise.With no retinue in sight while surrounded by highwayman full... Continue Reading →

Feelings Tucked Inside Of My Shelf

Can’t really define what I’m feeling.So many kind of thoughts that I’m dealing with,Instilling my soul with a boat-load of smoke rising out of my ceiling.I’m,Temporarily sealing a void with a cloud preventing me from revealing many truths I’ve needed to face.Forget a blunt to my face as I’m wincing in pain,When I’m flicking my... Continue Reading →

Depression?

Depression. Real and, For the most part? Unexpected. Never do you take notice until that bottle in your chest explodes, As each piece of glass ricochets off the walls you've built brick by brick. Never do you feel it coursing through your veins, Until you're classified as useless by those you love, Who've grown sick... Continue Reading →

Concrete Rosez

I just want to yell!Get it all out and escape this hell!I have trapped myself in.Harder to admit no matter how easy it may look,As I’m finally climbing out of the hole I fell into… Because,I miss what a hug from a true friend feels like!I,Just don’t know what to do this very moment I... Continue Reading →

How ‘Bout Some Honesty, Shall We? 1

Recently,Haven’t really been able to write.Been more focused on this feeling inside of my chest so,Daunting.Yet,I rise every morning with a mission in my mind to,Live,Even if,I would rather wither away in a grave of some sort.After all,My world tells me to die often.Besides a Mom who’d rather see me in a coffin,As I’ve been... Continue Reading →

Banking On My Truth

You get to a point where you don't care about anything accept, For your own accountability. No desire to point fingers towards who has conspired against you. No more rounds of whiskey heaved into your mouth over the dark clouds within you... Man, All I care about is flowing a poem withholding a message of... Continue Reading →

Crushed Too Many Grapez

A break from insanity is what I feel I need,But,I'm always in a zone of joy anytime I conceive,A line birthed from many growing pains,Cracks in my picture frame,I couldn't put back or,So it seemed... Because,Haven't you been shattered by truth before?If I tell my truths to the other side of my fence,Will the walls... Continue Reading →

Freewrite #35: Already Isolated (Pt. 1)

Being distant was already a quality in some of us way before any pandemic.Being home every day,From day to night,Whether dark or light,Is what broken hearts already do!And,They’re as common as,The next lie America knows!You will believe,While you label it “true”… With so many realities unable to be faced,I see why so many wear a... Continue Reading →

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