Will I ever see you smile again? Will we be able to make ends meet someday? Will they stop killing black people in the streets in cold blood in my country? Will we be defeated by our differences? Will we find peace somehow, someway?
Even when the trees are lush, their will be adversity. In the storm, you will have no choice, but to get wet. In a desert, you will be uncomfortably hot. No matter the terrain, YOU are the only constant so remain constantly consistent.
The city can be dark and misleading. People will trick and misuse you. Shout at you and flip you off. Traffic moves so fast that you may miss your turn. Will you ever be able to find your way? Perhaps the only way to do such a thing is to make your own. Look awayContinue reading “Light in the City”
The day will come when it all collapses upon itself. An empire crumbles. A ravaged world is left standing. Most will be lost without tweets and super markets. Some will get by on toiletries and canned goods. The initiated will be one with the land and the sun. And we will be together till theContinue reading “Fallout Dreams”
Maybe one day you’ll be able to feel the sun as I do. To know that it is a gift from above and from within. Stay positive. Be the light. Follow me on Instagram
I’m not perfect. Nothing about me makes sense. The moment I open my eyes, I fight anxiety. I make living with PTSD look easy. Pain of the past lives under scarred tissue that your eyes will never see. Crying helps sometimes, but it’s the emptiness that sticks. Will you love me, anyway? Maybe, give myContinue reading “Know This And Take it”