And when I wake, the sunrise is already on my face. Time waits for nothing as I jump to the suitcase. In a matter of minutes, I’m back out on the streets. Must cure this hangover with some good eats. Seafood and steak places are lit up like beacons. Not for my taste though because… Continue reading A Miami tale
Humbling to have come this far along. The kid in me couldn’t imagine this outcome. I’ve struggled a lot and I’m sure their is more ahead. These days are long, but I’m renewed after bed. My beautiful love is nothing short of a dream. Love so strong that we can go upstream. It’s been a… Continue reading 34
She reaches for things high in the atmosphere while I reach up for her heart. Are you truly living life or just posting your whole life? Reclusive is the new inclusive. If I tell you a secret, will you die with it or die to tell it? I never think about if you’re thinking of… Continue reading Subtle Happenings
The time has come for us to separate. Something has always felt off, since our first date. Yet, I stayed giving into that alone feeling. I’ll take that over bickering up walls and ceilings. It was never about the have or the have nots. Now our times are just moments, collided with all my forgots.… Continue reading Short Good-byes
We can be our own worst enemy. Guilty pleasures as far as the eye can see. Untamed mind thinking the next second will come to be. Nothing is promised or entitled to you or me. Just count the graves at the cemetery. Understanding time is important and necessary. You’ll need it to beat your greatest… Continue reading Check Your Watch
The truth of it all is that I deserve more. Watching the days go by when I should be on tour. Shaking hands and signing books with my image in the back. Thinking God has brought me here despite the attacks. This is me just dreaming out loud. None of this will ever come to… Continue reading Dreaming of the day
I lose some battles with myself while I fight this war. The thing is that life has way more obstacles than I saw as a boy. Some plans have changed, yet the goals remain. You ever have to write shit down before you go insane? It’s the life of a poet that I endure. My… Continue reading Don’t forget me
