Bad is good,Good is bad.Roles were reversed as soon as the "plan-demic" was put into play.As soon as we became desensitized to loving one another past what we could,And,Could not do for ourselves.As soon as "self-love" became more of a priority than holding each other's hand when wading through muddy waters,As muddy as our hearts... Continue Reading →
Dead Soil
Desiring to change your environment simply means,You understand how it has no affect on you.It means that you care about yourself enough to be where ever there lies,Truth… Sleeping in a bed of lies is like,Being stuck inside of a web of nightmares you'll wrestle with for an eternity.Just,Another silky string buckling you down within... Continue Reading →
My Magic Pen
Recapping everything that happened the night before is typically a bad move,Unless you yearn to lie within a deathbed God created for you!For wearing too many different hats fitting the man you think you already are while,Hiding the truth… Might as well be yourself,In a world trapped in a shell,Cracking underneath pressure it already felt... Continue Reading →