Supervening intentions cloud His mind as his eyes feast upon a table littered with gold he'd never seen before.Should he dab and dip?He asked.With a stash and print,His fingertips on what was already dirty in the first place? Self-made,Is the dream.But,A shell made of a thief,Is what was left in place in a mind who... Continue Reading →
Warzone’s Horizon – Day 92, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
What am I doing?I have no idea.I'm just another human,Dripping fluids,From the corners of my eyes during nights where I feel useless.Like,Right about now… Where's my shoulder to lean on?Why is this boulder so freakishly strong?Why couldn't I have been mightier than I am now,Instead of feeling what I'm feeling while I'm dealing with these... Continue Reading →